I am the king of darkness
Who frighten people's weakness
My rule at night
Was disturbed by light
The king of king’s dream
Was like a subdued stream
My strength and power
Equals the odor of flower
The cry of people's fear
Made everyone hear
The angels shivered
And the sun quivered
The god's punishment was lend
So as my rule came to end
This made me sad
But anger made me mad
I began my fight
That made his flight
My victory was loud
So I ruled again with proud!
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