Montezzi Slave

I know your face. I know your name. I've been close enough to smell your foul breath. Do you think the big axe you wield will save you from my knife, as I jump out of the shadows? Run as you might. Hide as you will, there is no hope for escape. The slayer is coming. THE SLAYER IS COMING!

I will cut out your eyes. I will rip out your tongue. I will burn your flesh to the bone. I will enjoy every moment of your final torments.

Only through bringing me the head of your LORD shall you be SPARED. In the end even the Prince shall die. Abandon him now. You get but one chance.

-Slayer