Lyrics Prepare to Die - J.T. Machinima

Hollow - nothing left inside
Was dead, but I'm back to life
Trapped inside of the afterlife
On my knees and I'm askin' WHY?
Time I cast a light upon this broken past of mine
I don't got a choice; I have to fight
My way through Hell and back till I
Have my life back with a battle cry
My staff ignites into a flash of magic light
Cursed with the burden of livin' half-alive
In a world where right and wrong are not black and white
Nope
Making my way around Drangleic
Can't even tell if I'm awake
Pray that I get to see another day break
Can't take much more of this strange place
I'm a cursed Undead, so I hate graves
When it comes to chaos, I pave the way
With every single soul that I take away
It's a new campaign, but my fate's the same
In a barren land where the dead will walk and the dragons fly
Blood across the sand; good intentions crumble as the demons rise
Welcome to my own hell, a place I know well; there's nothing like
Hope you came prepared, because this is where angels come to die
Even if I've gone off track, ain't one second I don't watch my back
Look at how the odds are stacked; we're all undead and rotting fast
Walk into an ominous mist; God, I'm not getting lost in this shit
If I come across a boss I'm ditching or every single soul I got is history
The dark arcane magic lord; my hexes descend on you like a tragic force
Ripping through imps with a bastard sword
Ain't no match for me; look how long I've lasted for
Keep the fire bright; I can see you're breath
As the cold creeps in, you are beyond death
Take a leap of faith, unless you're scared to try
Now brace yourself for me and prepare to die
In a barren land where the dead will walk and the dragons fly
Blood across the sand; good intentions crumble as the demons rise
Welcome to my own hell, a place I know well; there's nothing like
Hope you came prepared, because this is where angels come to die
These demons have no hold on me; they got no power over me
So hand over your souls to me; you ought to call me Dovahkiin
I'm leading an undead rebellion of sorts
Slaughtering all of the skeleton lords
And demonic knights with elegant swords
Guardian dragons and hell-raising hordes
I've watched gargoyles come to life
I've seen the toughest get bludgeoned in a dungeon fight
Don't take for granted when the sun is bright
And if you get a quick death, someone's done you right
Keep the fire bright; I can see you're breath
As the cold creeps in, you are beyond death
Take a leap of faith, unless you're scared to try
Now brace yourself for me and prepare to die