Happiness..it was life's main theme.
Overwhelming feelings of this blessed experience.
My love..beautiful, angelic, splendidly magnificent.
This existance had reached its pinnacle.
They called it the Devil's Night.
And fate would grasp me and my love by our throats.
For His henchmen came and struck me down from my nirvana.
Pounding, pounding, pounding..why did she open the door?
With the wind's sudden quickness, sharp steel had pierced my vessel.
Everything went hazy, as screams of trepidity congested my ears.
I had heard the ravaging cries, but was helpless.
Like a slug, I had to lay there, as those screams confirmed my fears.
It was to end tonight, this dark and desolate twilight.
The messengers of death had lifted me upright once more.
For five seconds I stood there, barely a breath left.
With three loud blasts, life had been extinguished.
Plummeting down, watching the sky, as I slammed into the floor.
I had lost her..I had lost my cherished possession.
I knew they had killed her, and yet, somehow, she had not joined me.
For a year, I had rested, waited, for my love to return.
My call was answered, in the shape of a black bird.
And it would be through him that I could see.
Digging and clawing, emerging through that filthy soil.
All that I heard were those screams.
Staggering about, the memories came back through a flooding montage.
I happened upon my former residence.
Past sanctuary was just as dark as my present.
It was there that the montage had reached its spire.
As I reached my boiling point it dawned.
And now my heart had filled with fire.
My turn to play the angel of death.
Striking fear into the hearts I follow.
No remorse or pity lies in my heart.
Only the memory of her keeps me from being hollow.
But they took my fucking life!
And for this it's their blood which will quench my thirst.
I will not stop till they are all dead.
Though hush......for I think I have spotted the first.
Overwhelming feelings of this blessed experience.
My love..beautiful, angelic, splendidly magnificent.
This existance had reached its pinnacle.
They called it the Devil's Night.
And fate would grasp me and my love by our throats.
For His henchmen came and struck me down from my nirvana.
Pounding, pounding, pounding..why did she open the door?
With the wind's sudden quickness, sharp steel had pierced my vessel.
Everything went hazy, as screams of trepidity congested my ears.
I had heard the ravaging cries, but was helpless.
Like a slug, I had to lay there, as those screams confirmed my fears.
It was to end tonight, this dark and desolate twilight.
The messengers of death had lifted me upright once more.
For five seconds I stood there, barely a breath left.
With three loud blasts, life had been extinguished.
Plummeting down, watching the sky, as I slammed into the floor.
I had lost her..I had lost my cherished possession.
I knew they had killed her, and yet, somehow, she had not joined me.
For a year, I had rested, waited, for my love to return.
My call was answered, in the shape of a black bird.
And it would be through him that I could see.
Digging and clawing, emerging through that filthy soil.
All that I heard were those screams.
Staggering about, the memories came back through a flooding montage.
I happened upon my former residence.
Past sanctuary was just as dark as my present.
It was there that the montage had reached its spire.
As I reached my boiling point it dawned.
And now my heart had filled with fire.
My turn to play the angel of death.
Striking fear into the hearts I follow.
No remorse or pity lies in my heart.
Only the memory of her keeps me from being hollow.
But they took my fucking life!
And for this it's their blood which will quench my thirst.
I will not stop till they are all dead.
Though hush......for I think I have spotted the first.