As the dark one
fell to his knees
his revenge almost complete
the blood from evil
flows to the soil eraticating all life

From the whispers
the voices of despair
lure shallow hearts
into the darkness of nature

In the minds of the weak
Deprived of their sanity
Destined for malevolence
Deranged sense of guidance

From the dark frozen-hate
emerges the icy cold breath
of a darkened rage
awoken in pure anger

The Winds of Deception
The dark aura of a faceless angel
calling out to the shadows of blood
foreshadowing the crimson wasteland
the winds calling out to the voice of death

Unnatural forces sent from the sky
the reign of terror and chaotic fury
from the abyss of grief and displeasure
brings a horrendous face of carnage