Ja mogu samo reci:
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the
black hills consists of black souls, souls that already dies one
thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their
black art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in
the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot
reach. The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Mad pored ovog umetnickog dela volim da cujem i Inno A Satana...UH