His eyes were a black darker than hell
With everything he saw his heart grew harder
His fathers abomination
A sinful creation

He was an angel and a demon
Because of this he was beaten
He struggled with his feelings
His father called him a weakling

He loved a girl , but it was a sin
At this he could only grin
His deepest desire
The darkest of sins

He was cruel
But he was no fool
You see he had hurt people
God he was evil

But one day after all he did
No one hid
Because they all saw ,in his chest was a dagger
He was no longer a bragger

He had burns from fire
It looked like heavenly fire

He looked at his queen
And the funny thing was that his eyes were a grassy green

Rest with the morning stars now
Ave atque vale