10 December 2012
Cold darkness hangs over me, the devils breath
His eyes pierce my very thoughts and prick my tongue
The words he speaks absorbs me and washes me with reassurance and dread
His face handsome and yet death like, teeth dripping with virgin blood
He leads me, hand in hand, into battle and abandons me when I call him
I made my choice and sold my soul to lucifer the prince of darkness
And forever my skin will burn and my screams suffocated in the despair of hell
Hell • Opuss № I