Dances With Devils
Now this coffin
is where I lie.
Now this coffin
is where I die.
The world has gone
and cast me aside.
Tears of crimson
when I cry.
Blood filled packets
by my side.
The hunger drives
my killing spree.
That monstrous hunger
inside of me.
When I fight
the dogs will flee.
But the men will come
and set me free.
But until that day
just leave me be.
Prideless trash
roam the streets.
These simpletons,
these so called Freaks.
They prey on the helpless
and the weak.
The rich, the poor,
the bold, the meek.
And yet this trash
I must defeat.
My masters will
cannot bend.
My servants ways
she needs to mend.
My rival priest
to Hell I'll send.
Close to death
my only friend.
But my life
will never end.
The Bird of Hermes
is my name.
Eating my wings
to make me tame.