One cut is all it takes.
the pain, the clear thoughts.
thats it! i accept
my true form
born of darkness
accepting is only the begining
darkness slowly consumes me
opening my eyes
that glow as silver as the moon
against the rivers flow.
its time to begin
to begin the awakening of our true forms
all but i are pure
neither him nor her can stop me now
blood on my blades
screams in my ears
the bitter taste of hatred and death on my black tounge
its time to awaken
time to be death, darkness, deceit
its time to be hells new angel
wings as black as the midnight sky
aura as black as my sould
try to run
try to hide
no matter what ill always find you
butterflys as black as can be
leave a kiss upon thy lips
and thou shallt soon meet thy own demise...
im not satanic im pagan and celtic...this is actualy who i am and if ur afraid of the dark then sleep with the lights on..but in my case use rosemary...the devils demise...blech i hate that stuff..use sage n ull end up dead it doesnt work on me ^.^
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem