Death, O glorious, final death! Savior of man!

My heart, drowned in venom, ravaged by time, may beat its last within your embrace. May spear’s wound, may venom’s bane, all perish at your coming. Aye, behold! This festering void gnawing at my soul...This life-blood, its crimson pearls feeding the earth, this malice, ever coursing my veins - behold! Clasp your blade, draw your steel! And plunge deep, deep till the hilt! Hark, brave knights, and know this: As the sinner finds his last refuge, his anguish done. So shall divine light be shower’d from the heavens above.

Briah: Midgardr Völsunga Saga