Engraved in the oldest parchments The Dark Story of Blood and Crime Surrendered to me it's most hated secrets... Forsaken to the Flames of Wickedness I lead a struggle within me... My lust for Cruelty is as strong As my desire to shed Darkness amongst Blood
Inferno of Tortures... Poison, Fire and Iron...
It was said to delight in crime and revenge Among lies... It was said to exalt in taste of blood Among horrors... I laugh with a scornful smile
It was said to blaspheme and to subjugate Among feeble tears... I learnt - there's no law before my Will I learnt - there's no-one above me I laugh with a scornful smile
Sparkling steel, a strap of leather Held in my hands with strength Honour my knife and whip with Blood and Pain I laugh with a scornful smile With art and subtlety: I'll engrave my sign with my knife and whip Filled by the stench of suffering Kneel down before Might and Darkness Honour my knife and whip in your death-throes
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