Bloodgate - The Legion

I gaze into the mirror.

a gateway to dimensions beyond

The unearthly presence around me, sharp as the flashing blade in my hand

The poison of life is set running.

a trail of red on my pale damaged skin

Shredding and shedding the holy gift, i bless this site with the grace of my

death

Nemo liber est, qui corpori servit, flying flesh and gushing gore

A terror inferno triggered at once.

i witness the furious madness released

Exalted tormentor — believers reward

A hideous grin is the least thing i glimpse of myself