The Ancient Horadrim

I roamed the paths the obscure paths that lead to the realms of chaos
I lowered myself into the abyss of hate and ascended the peaks of destruction and still
I walk these putrid paths seeking the spawn of eternal damnation my soul's been split like water on sand and dry is the life
I lead for the powers
I have are just a curse that nibble away at my soul for merely greed have
I opened the gate for the three to enter foretold baal mephisto and sheitan are those who offered me valour the unholy trinity the brothers of hell who spread only sickening glamour onwards
I march to challenge all hell and now i'm before the last seal the red misty portal now opens before me my mission reverse what i've done and face the three the fearsome three until victory is all that
I have my last battle cry is all to be heard while
I fight under a flaming sky a dark curse now broads over the lands that aimlessly await what is deemed deemed to cast only suffering and death to all who live and all who dream for
I am izual the fallen guardian banned from the ancient horadrim aeryel and tyrael my brothers now slayed for that which my mind had possessed dying and doomed
I limp into the black and the portal it seals behind me for
I was victorius but banished will be due to that which
I wished had not been the evil unleashed on the world's destiny was reversed and the infernal crushed three brothers of terror three angels of death sworn to be risen again