What fires burn within my heart and force me to contend with the perils that await me at this tragic journeys end? I have walked the roads that lead to Hell, and challenged all including fate. I have fought and bled and carried on just to reach this final gate. And now the task before me looms, this dire deed undone. I shall make my stand against injustice until the battles won. What fear or wound could ever still this last defiant cry, as I stand against the shadow 'neath this endless burning sky?