The Ancient Horadrim

I roamed the paths the obscure paths
 that lead to the realms of chaos
 I lowered myself into the abyss of hate
 and ascended the peaks of destruction
 and still I walk these putrid paths
 seeking the spawn of eternal damnation
 my soul's been split like water on sand
 and dry is the life I lead
 for the powers I have are just a curse
 that nibble away at my soul
 for merely greed have I opened the gate
 for the three to enter foretold
 baal mephisto and sheitan are those who offered me valour
 the unholy trinity the brothers of hell
 who spread only sickening glamour
 onwards I march to challenge all hell
 and now i'm before the last seal
 the red misty portal now opens before me
 my mission reverse what i've done
 and face the three the fearsome three
 until victory is all that I have
 my last battle cry is all to be heard
 while I fight under a flaming sky
 a dark curse now broads over the lands
 that aimlessly await what is deemed
 deemed to cast only suffering and death
 to all who live and all who dream
 for I am izual the fallen guardian
 banned from the ancient horadrim
 aeryel and tyrael my brothers now slayed
 for that which my mind had possessed
 dying and doomed I limp into the black
 and the portal it seals behind me
 for I was victorius but banished will be
 due to that which I wished had not been
 the evil unleashed on the world's destiny
 was reversed and the infernal crushed
 three brothers of terror three angels of death
 sworn to be risen again