Over the deep darkened red-like horizon 
lies the crimson light above my head. 
When I walk towards the temple of 
sacrifice. 

Revelations of another time. I have 
been given a gift. I can see the [bad word] 
 [bad word] to life. 

Old plague of the underworlds captures 
my very soul. I'm the twilight 
cleansing. I can see through time into 
an age of sickness and torment.