Your soul calls
when the darkness falls
Your demon rises
when you don't accept it wishes
The devil,
that will rule us all
The monster,
that can walk through the wall
The evil,
that has as sharp teeth as a saw
A beast,
that has enormous and unbeatable claw
An undead creature,
who's gaze is always near
Not human,
powerful,who makes everyone to fear
Some people call it an angel without a wing
but to the rest of us, he's our immortal king
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