Bloodgate
The Legion
I gaze into the mirror. a gateway to dimensions beyond
The unearthly presence around me, sharp as the flashing blade in my hand
The poison of life is set running. a trail of red on my pale damaged skin
Shredding and shedding the holy gift, i bless this site with the grace of my death
Nemo liber est, qui corpori servit, flying flesh and gushing gore
A terror inferno triggered at once. i witness the furious madness released
Exalted tormentor - believers reward
A hideous grin is the least thing i glimpse of myself.