Silent
On cursed feathered wings
From the hollows of the earth
Its arrival announced
By the ****** of the dark lord
How their voices ring
Songs of pain and tortured screams
The sharps and flats of insanity
Heard only by those
Soon to be companions
Destined to dwell
In the fiery depths of hell

It will come
Smile upon face
Demand you follow
Skeletal hand point the way
It is your destiny
You must obey
Down deaths burning hall
The blood barbed maze of sin
It will come





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