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The prince of total darkness

Messenger of death

Some beg for me to come

All fear and dread the day

IL be watching when you die

Drenched in black

The fear of man

Creator of decay

My dark hours are all mine

I embrace my misery

Not to choose red blood or wine

This is my identity

Who I am….

And they rejoice in my depression

Relived to see me devastated

Scared beyond repair

Working in the coal mines

Of the kingdom of creation

Looking down the martyrs stare

In crossed arms...

I to am an angel

I am alive

Darkened wing above you beings

From which I will never be deprived

The prince of darkness

Messenger of death

Who do I beg to come?

I do not fear the day

There is no greater fear

I am the fear of all

Doomed to dwell