Angel of Darkness

Angel of Darkness, Spirit of the Night

Bringing the black hand of sorrow to all in his sight

For all around him fall into a perilous depression

Sinking into the fatal abyss of anger and agression

Reaper in hand, some say he's the bringer of death

He forces those around him into the dark realm of Seth

The underworld where Demons rule among the flames

Torturing souls and playing their evil games

Anyone he encounters begins to see black

Happy memories gone, now cheerfulness they lack

Nothing but the saddest moments of their lives

Come back to haunt them, enough to make anyone cry

All around him crumble, a psychological darkness engulfing them

Their minds black like tar, they turn and vow to serve him

There is nothing left of the joy these zombies once felt

Thanks to the Angel of Darkness, away the happiness melts