Iniquity, a Hot wind, your eyes blur with tears, Your home invaded.
Fragile disordered Psyche, husk of the promise, Genius he once was.
He must now return, To where he was twisted and Evil was installed.
Your curse attracts the Contemptibly foul fiends, to Turn you into them.
He will bind you and Break you, hurt you and scar you, Unspeakably cruel.
With one swipe of my Scythe, I rid you of your pain And obligation.