Dark

Behind his smiling face a shadow hides

Moving underneath his skin

Like a thief taking what he is not given

How long can you resist the pull, dear angel?

How long can your light hold back the darkness within?


A soul surviving the ages

Driven to leave a golden prison for the mortal world

By the darkly burning flame named vengeance


Proud King of Thieves, prince of low-lives

Infested by darkness, a shell of his former self

Impassioned solely by revenge and hatred


His darkness will not save him

As power will not raise the dead

Or erase the past that created his path


Once a living being

With all the strength and flaws of a mortal

What can he claim to be now

This stealer of souls, this empowered darkness?

2005-10-08