Prepare yourselves, the bells have tolled! Shelter your weak, your young and your old! Each of you shall pay the final sum! Cry for mercy; the reckoning has come!
The sky is dark. The fire burns. You strive in vain as Fate’s wheel turns.
The town still burns. A cleansing fire! Time is short, I’ll soon retire!
My flames have died, left not a spark! I shall send you myself to the lifeless dark!
Fire consumes! You’ve tried and failed. Let there be no doubt, justice prevailed!
So eager you are, for my blood to spill. Yet to vanquish me, ’tis my head you must kill!
Harken, cur! Tis you I spurn! Now feel… the burn!
