Paul Bearer: The future…Dante…That is what this is all about, is it not? We are an externality to you, an obstacle placed in your path as you are so close to answers. But that is not the truth. Many people have tried to kill you, boy…but it was not their destiny…That destiny belongs to our Lord. And he will wash you away in a storm of fire…and you shall be the one laid down into eternal rest. Our Undertaker will never again Rest In Peace…His darkened soul allows him no rest at all. Our Undertaker is simply a machine, Dante…The living vessel of your doom…A doom that is slowly nearing… Do not seek out answers to your past, Dante. Do not wonder who your real father or mother is…Do not question whether in fact you were the brainchild of a clan of elite warriors, an experiment that went awry and whose creators have searched many years trying to either erase or undo it… Do not fear the future, Dante.
(Dante turns off the tv having just finished watching Undertaker's Newest promo.)
Dante: Presistant Bastard.....to hate a man is to destroy him and the world around him....you think resulting to homocide will stop me? Hell fucking no! You can't kill me..you can't kill what you can't touch. You can't kill because you are fearful of what might happen to you if you fail to kill me. Your life would then really be meaningless...meaningless existence blah blah blah...sounds like something I said a few months ago. Well, I have already heard that crap that comes out of your mouth....I said most of it one time myself...you talk about controlling a body or something. About becoming a new form..well, you can become all you like, but you will come crashing down with your hopes and dreams and your meaningless existence with it. YOU ARE a pawn in my twisted little act. You have walked right in to my trap. Ask any of these fine wrestlers what has happened and they will tell you this. You have fallen for Dante's most powerful trick...You have let Dante's mindgames mess with your head for far too long. Dante's mindgames are starting to get to you aren't they? To wrestle control of ones own body and mind from themselves is no easy accomplishment....you want to kill me don't you? Well, here I am..Kill me..you can't..you can kill with your mind, but can you kill with your hands? Actions speak louder than words my friend. So prove you are what you say, and KILL ME THIS MONDAY!! DO IT!! You've gotten yourself so messed up it is driving you to madness!! Give it up, you can not beat me. YOUR pathetic little attempts at mind games won't work with me for I am the master Manipulator. I can mess with anyones head I choose to. You want twisted?? ILL GIVE YOU FUCKING TWISTED!!! LOOK INTO MY WORLD...LOOK INTO MY TWISTED ACTS....LOOK INTO ME AND ENTER DANTE!!!! You want twisted. I will give you twisted this Monday, i will show you no mercy, i will show you why you mean nothing to me, i will show you why you can't kill me. I will show you why you cant manipulate my mind. I'll show you why I am the most dangerous man in this federation!!! You think i might be on the brink of insanity, well i am quite sane thank you, I am what you make of me, I am what you see, I am your nightmare, I am your darkness, I am the plague that envelops this federation, you can not wrestle control away from me. Taker, you are no where near as twisted as some might think. I thought I might have big plans for you but I scrapped them a long time ago. Now I will just wipe the ring with your useless body. I will hang your fucking carcas from the ceiling, i will hang your lifeless body for all to see, I will fucking destroy you bitch!!! You think you know hate..I will show you hate...I will show you fear, I will show you pain, i will show you suffering, I will show you agony and grief, I will show you why no man opposes Dante. I am a force to be reckoned with......because i am the way to the city of woe..i am the way to the forsaken people...i am the way to the eternal sorrow..walk with me Taker....as we go into Brawl as pawns in my twisted masterpiece...and I will come out a king..and you will emerge....lifeless...dead....meaningless!!! You can kill off the world but it means nothing to me. To take ones life is meaningless. You can kill all the people you want, go ahead and kill all of your little disciples, because if I beat, I will personally slaughter them myselves. YOU are not the only one who can murder. I only use physical force when needed. At the moment, I have you where you should be. You may not show it, But I know you are self doubting yourself taker. be it whether or not you can beat me, or what will happen if you lose. And Paul Bearer, I am making it an act to do this. After Take rhas benn beat, YOUR DAMN carcass will hang.
Voice:----- Destroy a world filled with hate. Let this be known it is your fate. Demons in Dungeons scream in pain. The world falls under Satan's reign. Rivers of blood, swallow the land. Dead bodies litter the pure white sand
People Screaming, The beast is coming, Take Jesus into your heart. Fires Burning, Bombs exploding This is just the start
Sliding, slithering, snake like bodies winding through the street, Hide as quickly as you can they're looking for fresh meat.
The curtains close, the end is here, the actors bow. Take a seat. Rain pouring on my skin Penetrating through the external And the liquid black Flowing to my internal Gothic sky gray Such is the color of the non-ternal Giving birth to flowing liquid Liquid of black... Clouds erupt, and Kill Killing cloudy skies of gray... I can be the cloudy-sky gray Or I can be the liquid black No restraints To peel off my skin At times I am both And at those times I scare myself... The moon is full and shining It fills us with delight It's time we went out hunting We children of the night
Listen to us calling The night is clear and still And nature sits with bated breath As we run down our kill
The mystery of our Moon Song Will fill your heart with dread We come as bat or werewolf To take you from your bed
The screaming of our victims Beaten, bloody , raw Is music to our monstrous ears As we regale in gore
And once we take your virtue Betray you with our bite Then you must come and join us We children of the night
Come join in the love songs We render to the Moon Come take part in our ritual And dance the Devil's tune
For we are Satan's children We run before the light Delighting in dark kingdoms, We children of the night Lost again in my world of thought Thinking of all the things I have fought Feeling alone, a void haunts my heart If I could open the door it may be a good start
Consumed by rage, seclusion and fear I am listening but cannot hear Riding life's ongoing torrential wave I feel only the pain my heart has managed to save
Once again on the outside looking in Wondering if my happiness will ever begin I stand alone to fight an internal war I can't escape - something is blocking the door
Crying out, my voice cannot be heard Why is life so insane and absurd? No one hears me, no one cares Feeling intense pain as my heart tears
Falling over into a helpless heap I sit in the corner and begin to weep Maybe one day this feeling will end But for now I'm left all alone to defend
(The camera stands at the entrance to a shallow , narrow room. The room can be no more than 8 foot by 8 foot. Infact in retrospect the room very greatly resembles a jail cell. It is unclear as to whether it is as of yet as there is no bed in it and the only small bit of natural light we see is the light of the dimming sun from a small 10 inch by 5 inch window which is at the back of the room near the ceiling. The camera picks up a few blurring lines in the air above the burning candles which surround the lucid figure of Dante who is sitting against the back wall of the "cell" his head is bowed. He is breathing deeply. He looks up. His eyes seem drooped as though he has not gotten any sleep. His face seems slightly discoloured from no doubt the pressure and the pain. His body seems to be reacting in a very serious and fast manner as though suffering from Turrets syndrome. He speaks)
Dante -Long ago I have fallen onto this world. I was once alone here as my being was undecorated and unindulged upon. However, Now, I will soon be joined by someone even greater than me. He has proven his worth and he has proven his ability to awe all before and after him , I included. Christ himself will be kicking himself for passing up such an able servant as he who is coming. Perhaps he didn't pass him up. Perhaps he who is coming was unable to conform to the irony and the pathetic inability of Christ to lie and decieve those around him as he does those below him. Perhaps he too like me is begining to feel the gnawing, the outstretched hand of mortality attempting to grasp you in any way to drag you back into the un-imaginable world of mere mortality. An Inability to make correct well thought out decisions. A future clouded with Uncertainty and unimaginable circumstances. The only reason I dispise this way of life known as Mortality is due to the one thing I rely upon within in me more than anything else, that is my ability to be calm under pressure and instincts do not play a part.
(Dante quenches one of the candles flames between his index finger and thumb. To his right where the candle once stood alight it dims. He returns his attention to the camera.)
Dante - In this world , among mortals that is . Instincts play for me too great apart in the goings on around us. Around you rather. I say around you as I know that I am not like you. I have an indept ability to block all of the humane feelings which come with time on this earth out. My solid dark outer shell is a mere holiday park to my inner core which is rotting with Sin and infested with the worst kinds of pain imaginable and then some. This Monday night as he comes, I will be forced to take this pain and realease it for all the world to see and to release it upon the individual unaware of what he has gotten himself into. He believes that he is about to embark on a calm, instinctive journey to capture what he could consider his Holy Grail. Somebody tell them... *Uncharacteristic burst of emotion* .. THE HOLY GRAIL DOESN'T EXIST! This is not a journey for the weak. This is not a journey for the instinctive. It is infact a journey that requires no human qualities whatsoever. It requires the qualities or negativities of the most gruesome of all types of creature. That type being a Fallen Angel . My opponent this Monday night has humane and inhumane flaws on which I will prey time and time again. Undertaker's antics will serve me a great purpose. When this Monday perhaps at some point Taker may well think that he has this match tied up. That the "soul of myself" is perhaps his. His instincts and ego will have told him this and that again proves my point that instincts and humane traits will serve you no good in this match. Infact, At no point will Undertaker beleive that he has been beaten until they hold my hand up in the air and He is laying in the center of that ring, a bloody mess. He shall look up the aisle and his eyes will gase up upon, I , the Dante with his Fate, Held high above them. He will not know the meaning of stay here in WCW and his purpose at Brawl until this Monday. His purpose will be to be among the victims of my coming. He will be among the proffesional wrestlers I will beat to prove that I am capable of being something much more here in WCW"
(Dante quenches another candle and there is now only 1 left.Dante gets up and bends down towards the last candle. He speaks over it and the candle flickers as he speaks.)
Dante- The moment is coming. The moment when I make my mark. When I cement my status in this industry. What i am about to do at Brawl it will catapult me to a place of promisquiety. Nobody will know what to do. It will be such that there is nothing that is certain. This Monday night I leave you with 2 certainties. Certainty Number 1 .. Is that I , Dante will walk out of Brawl with the satifation of burying the foolish man who dared to oppose me and the other guarantee will be that WCW will not sleep soundly that night. Infact they may not sleep at all.
(Dante then smiles at the camera before blowing out the final candle. Then the place goes dark. It stays dark and the camera then cuts to static as a laughing sound is heard in the background.)
(And then I saw it....coming towards me...it had the head of a lion...and the body of a man, and it smelled of strong sulfer and rode upon a great red beast of the earth, and flames followed behind it as it came towards me.......Is this what the rule of abbandon will reap upon the world? Will countless souls be slayed and the innocent suffer? All of the poor souls follow blindly, anyone who talks big. The fact is that they are just sheep being led to the slaughter, mere pawns in my twisted acts of cruelity. the world shall suffer unto me and all will be entombed in their own greed and aginy. Behold, the reign of a new fear is about to rise. Behold, hell's guardian shall step forth with war and death to follow him. Behold, your master has come, behold...DANTE)
Dante: And yet they still follow him, like sheep he is leading them astray...well my friends, i am your new leader, i am the one to bring you to the land of promise...or choose against me and I will be the one to lead you into a world of eternal flames and suffering. The gnawing and gnashing of teeth will be nothing when I am through with taking you through my own little hell. Call me crazy call me nuts. Yet I am perfectly sane. The mind does work in mysterious ways though and my friends, I am the one with the mind of a mad man but with the gentleness of a cat I can give and I can take away from you what you value most. Your sense of sanity. The greater power has bestowd upon me the quest of eternal sorrow and suffering..many victims will fall to the hand of myself, Dante. Now I move on to my next victim in this twisted act of Dante's. Taker, you have had the unfortunate fate bestowed upon you of having to face me. What is imprtant to me is causing pain and watching my opponant twitch before me as he lies on the ground, helpless, stripped of all that he though he was, stripped of his sanity and pride. I seek. I find.I take over...Believe it or not I actually mean something.I am looked up to and I am showered with praises by the ones who understand and I am feared by those that just don't quite get it. I do not play games. Nothing I say is a joke.You all would be fools if you were to choose to revolt. To start a war against would be to sign your death letter. I don't kid around. I take everything with my utmost seriousness. Whether that problem be another group of wrestlers or an unspeakable monster.Because I rarely give out many opportunities. I would recommend not to attempt fighting me in a battle. Because I assure you, you will not like the outcome of it. There will be people that choose to face me head on in the wrestling people. Those one's are the worst. They charge in expecting me to fall over. But I don't. I stand tall and strong for a long time. I've got the heart of a bull and the mind of a Mad man.There are only three choices. Give up...Defy me. Or follow your own path solo in which you're the quickest to die.The choice is your's. Side against me and falter alone. Smart people are the ones that survive in the long run. And that is a key factor that I hold in my favor. My intelligence. I am also very skilled at wrestling. I will fly beyond you and attack when you're unexpected. I might even consider myself to be a little bit crazy.