Enter the mind of a walking mass of complexes
I wish I could love you the way you deserve to be loved. I wish I could hold you and reassure you that everything will be alright. I wish I could protect you from the pain and hurt this world causes. I can’t do it from a distance. You gotta let me. You have to let the past go. Let those insecurities go. Let that fear go. Its gripping you and its keeping you from experiencing the beautiful and awesome power of real and true love. I wish I could love you. But I can’t.
I was sent in a capsule from a place far from here, and I came here for one reason..to attack and keep comin’. Not to ask, but just to give. Not to want, but just to send.
Send the power of the Warrior down everybody’s throat in the WWF, until they become sick of it. Well you’re gonna get sick of it, because this freak of nature right here is just beginning to swell, and when I get big enough, brother, there ain’t gonna be room for anybody else but me and all the Warriors floatin’ through the veins and the power of the Warrioooooorrrrrrr!!!
I look up to the gods, and when you fall below the skeletons of the Warriors past,
the power of the Warriors will become the eight wonder of the woooorrrrrldddd!!!
Normal people, the people that walk the streets every day, we cannot understand…the family that I live for only breathes the air that smells of combat. With or without the face-paint I am the Ultimate Warrioooooorrrr!!!
How must I prepare, you must ask yourself. Should I jump off the tallest building in the world? Should I lay on the lawn and let them run over me with lawn-mowers? Should I go to Africa and let them trample me with raging elephants?
In my final meeting with the gods from the heavens above, they spoke to me and hit me with the power of the Ultimate Warrior. They told me: action stage left, action stage right. There is no place to run, all the fuses in the exit signs have burnt out.
Full of the juice that carries the spaceship as far as it wants to go … because when the moon is blood red … the heavens have opened up from above and the Warriors have spoken. You’ve got the power to make the skies rumble and the earth shake. In the sheets of the wind, then I will survive.
Load the spaceship with the rocket fuel, load it with the Warriors. With the command of my voice I raise the level of the Warriors to one that can’t be reproduced. Dig your claws into my organs, scratch into my tendons, bury your anchors into my bones, for the power of the Warrior will always prevaaaaaiiiiiilllll.
By now all the little Warriors know that the power of the Ultimate Warrior is something that you want to feel, that you want to taste. It’s something that when you turn on that TV screen or when you buy a ticket to the Arenas you know that’s it’s going to be exciting and it might even be a little bit frightening.
Now you must deal with the creation of all the un-pleasantries of the entire universe as I feel the injection from the gods above. I only know that the Ultimate Warrior is totally out of controoooooooolllll.
Come on in where nightmares are the best part of my daaaaaaaayyyyyy. I live for anger and frustration. Combat is where I will be.
— The Ultimate Warrior (James Brian Hellwig)