Summoned.

Shrouded in the night’s cool breeze,
A devil huddles against the freeze,
Across the graveyard it slithers, it creeps,
Missing the pits of fire so deep.
It Looks for the one who shines
With the darkness of his kind.
It was summoned to this place,
It has to find him, no time to waste.
For in that spell a secret lay,
It is the summoner who has to pay.
To prove their strength and might,
They have sold their soul to the night.
No hope for those who hope to gain,
From Hell’s sweet evil and seething pain.
For tonight a demon’s breath,
Will call forth the Angel of Death.

Summoned.

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Dark Verse.

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