So many times I've heard my name, echo's of madness, I'm not insane!. Feels like dead are pulling me under, if they had a reason this I wonder?. Scorched and torn as I pull myself up, wondering if savations enough?Through the worm holes of Hell I scower around, cant beleive this evil that I've found!. The screams of the damned peirce my ears, pulling from my soul, every fear. Whispers of the Reapers soul, Takers of life let me know. When is my journey going to end?, I swallow this thought again and again. To many times I've been here before, repenting my sins, knees on the floor. My fate creeps closer with every day, Sins of the Father, I must pay!. Cleansing my soul, a spiritual fight, the demons resist with all their might. They will not let go of my battered soul, ripping and tearing, letting me know. The Lamb of Gods revenge, no princapality will tame. I cast the wretched swine out in Yawehs name...........................................Night Shadows LLP Copywrite2006
