Death:
So destroyer, you finally found what was buried her long ago.
The overseer left it here after his minions became immortal so
It would never be found. But I long for new souls, it has been a
While since I saw of the overseer's sheep down here.
It is my duty to guard the souls that enter and make sure that
They do not escape, but in your chest you hold the blakflame
Of gnosis, you known all, you are enlightened, I could not keep
You even if I tried. My only hope is that you wish to return to
The prison from which you came to wreak havoc and destroy.
So restless one take my scythe, it is the deadliest weapon the
Realms have ever seen, slaughter the sheep and the shepherd,
Let me quench thirst with their fresh souls, go back to bring
Death to life and life to death!
