As I Was Impelled Into Sorcery

The light of day no longer ascends,
In the thick of night I holler
To my inner fiend that lives in me,
As my appearance transforms
I become a sinister personified image.

My evil intelligence in progression,
The black magic shall spread
Beyond the winds of pure devastation.
For the kings of the fatal tempest
Let there be a ferocious curse in the sky!

When I disperse a dark force of pain
The ignorant fools will pay a harmful debt
For the role to trespass the boundaries I claimed.
Condemned into a tomb of long forgotten,
This is my sorcery written in blood.

Like venom coursing through my veins,
My skin is cold, my blood is clotted,
And my soul is all but lifeless soil.
Destined to consent the devil in my life
I’ll live amuck until I view my funeral.