If ever you were touched
You were struck with closed fists
If ever you were kissed
You were bitten by gnashing teeth
If ever you spoke
Lies would spill out across your tongue
If ever you dreamed
A night terror soaked your sheets
Come child
Follow the black one
Become the hated one
The nights are dead
The days are numb
Walk upon this earth
As a shadow
Between worlds is where you belong
Feed upon hate
It is sweet sustanance
Cut them as you cut yourself deep
And tremble in ecstacy
At the terrible joy
In havoc
In torment of others
Those who deserve to feel your pain
Their cries will shine upon your face
The rays of a black sun
Come child
Follow the black one
Become the forgotten one
The nights are dead
The days are numb
Follow the black one
The hated forgotten child
Down
Into miasma
Bathe and revel in all that you destroy
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