Bael, the name of that deep in my skin is burned.

300 years ago, when I tasted the fire.My father

is the master of al souls. Right hand of the Lord 

and forever banished soul.No future for me,no.

Blood is my color and revenge my life.Demise.You

can taste me, but you will never forget me.Me

Bael, the second.Me, the light.The endless hope.