Demons of the Thorncastle

Sick is my spirit
for I am bound to possess,
sweet is my vengeance
for i can taste it´s blood
blessed are my sins
and all I with evil do,
strong I will pray
for the end of morrow day
I belive the devil
and I will burn in hell
those who he possess
shall walk the final way
my heart belongs to evil
my thoughts are truly black
nothing lasts forever
and I will soon attack...
Death attack
Spelled by the magic
from the sound of the harness bells,
I must confess...
I curse you the human fall
O`master confront my sins
and grant us your existence
release me from this mortal life
and dominate my sprirtual world
Upped By: _BlackWizard_

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