In the first age, in the first battle
When the shadows first lengthened, one stood
Burned by the embers of Armageddon
His soul blistered by the fires of Hell
And tainted beyond ascension
He chose the path of perpetual torment
In his ravenous hatred, he found no peace
And with boiling blood, he scoured the Umbral Plains
Seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him
And those that tasted the bite of his sword named him
The Doom Slayer
The Doom Slayer
Unbreakable
Incorruptible
Unyielding
The Dark Realm
