I am,
both horns on the scull of the soulless.
I am,
all forms of the art at my fork end.
I represent
the darkness that comes with the death of a god send,
I represent
each flame of the fire that will
burn out to represent the worlds end.
I command
a soul given pen and a rhyme gifted hand,
I command
the tail at my back and the flames on my pad.
I offer
the worlds darkest depths
my vivid visions of no less
than the Devil man's best.
I encourage,
any and all to test...
If you can stand the heat
I got the flames,
I can play the soul and flame game while I wait.
The absence of light is imminent...
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