Wrath.

[barabbas]

I see the Red Sea part in front of me
I see the desert clouds bleed above me
I'm with the prophets on the final destiny
We'll fight the heathens and the ghost enemy

This is the prophecy
This is the prophecy

I see the money beggars on the last temptation
We're marching now through the devastation
I'm with the prophets on a mission of salvation
Cities falling, nations falling nations

This is the prophecy
This is the prophecy

The fans exploded, mostly booing though there are a few cheers as the massive robed figure of Barabbas steps from the back. His head is bowed beneath his hood, and he holds out his hands before him. Then they lift towards the heavens, before forming the Prophecy X! And then he heads down the ramp, slowly climbing inside.

He walks slowly back and forth, taking the mic before a hand lifts to sweep back his hood. And eyes cold and uncaring sweep over the crowd, and Barabbas speaks.

"This week at Revolution, I have match against Sean Miller. Sean Miller has no business in this ring, Sean Miller has no place pitting his lack of morales and corrupt lifestyle against that of the Prophecy! He has no place to stand before our truth, and thus I must cleanse Miller with blood!"

The fans boo, though some cheer. And Barabbas walked back and forth, robes swirling in his wake.

"Sean Miller I will teach you the error of your ways, I will show you why you will always fail! It is because you are weak, and you always will be weak! You have no discipline, no heart, and no business inside this ring! You will be the first sacrifice I make in the name of the Messiah!"

Barabbas lowered his head, then it lifted as he looked and the camera. A wild gleam in those empty eyes as he spoke.

"But you won't be the last!"