Darkness surrounds the atmosphere
Water runs as souls search for life.
Screams echo as flesh is ripped.
The debt is paid.
The bells have tolled.
Your soul is now the king's.
Hunger and thirst mean nothing.
Eternity is meaningless.
The shadows envelop everything.
His dark palace shines.
The bones of the damned make its foundation.
His servant is death itself.
A crown of flames he wears
Over his murky and shadowy head.
His feast is hell itself.
His creatures slaughter thousands.
Their talons and teeth cleave mind and body.
They laugh as pain spreads.
He observes his territory.
All suffer and toil in the abyss.
The dark lord smiles.