They created me as their sword And clothed me in chaos So my form may be ever hidden In the shadows I am the mask, the will, The punishment Of those that were When time was not Of those who breath beyond time I am the priest of the ether The knight of the astral The assassin of dimensions Punisher of the renegades I am the dweller in the air I have many faces that non shall The waves breeze before me Even my creators dread my call In men's dream I whisper On the souls of the rebels I feast No one knows my form I am the assassin of Gods