2 - Messenger From the Dead

There is no power in death, great enough to stop youth. From what must be done, souls taken one by one. If God should stand in the way, clear the path you will go away. Should I contend with this power, no choice it is the devils hour. When the wicked rule in time, deception reigning of crime. There will be a stand instead, where I gather the vengeful dead. Amongst in Hell that we cower, our vengeance will grow louder. Strong enough in legions, numbers increasing regions. Then the wicked will fear, what is about to come near. No where near closer to home, inside Hell's nightmarish tomb.