"Without illusions to cloud my vision, I see what I have now become.
I am the destroyer of dreams."

No dream to guide me, no hope to light my way.
No faith in anything, for this they call me
dead, damned, depraved, I've never been better.
I am immune to the pleasures of this rotted world,
and to the pain they must inflict upon me,
so I can learn to be like one of them.

No fucking way.

And to survive I will need a weapon,
that's razor sharp and spitting flames,
like the fires of hell and all their deepest fears.
I learned upon the rack every weakness
that one can have, but which I have no longer,
for I have turned the ax upon myself and let it burn.

And now it's your turn.

Now that I see what I have become,
I finally know who I am.

I am a man and I know where I stand and all the answers to who I am.
I am the beast and I'm ready to feast, devour the world piece by piece.

I am the destroyer of dreams.

Bring me your dreams...that you love with all your heart.
Bring me your dreams...and watch me tear them apart.
Tell me your dreams...and of how they hold you together.
Tell me your dreams...the link that must be severed.

The dream of death is the only dream that's real.