Текст песни Mick Gordon - II. Demigod (из игры Doom)
Tempered by the fires of hell
His iron will remain steadfast through the passage
That preys upon the weak
He set forth without pity
And hunted the slaves of doom with barbarous cruelty
Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding
None could stand before the horde, but the doom-slayer
For he alone was the hell-walker
