The darkness comes again as a black cloak of fear And with the night I come for you I come with pestilence and death, I come with hate As the reaper I take your soul As dawn comes I return to death The harvest is mine to reap Tortured souls beg for mercy As I drag them into my abyss The pain tastes sweet upon my blackened lips Priests and sinners all will feel my wrath I am eternally the destroyer of souls I rape your mind and shall never let you go I am the fear that eats at your soul I am eternal... The mortal flesh writhe in pain As I feast upon their souls Another death, another kill Oh how sweet this torment is
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