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The Possession

Heading towards the woods
Where much power lay
I feel a shortness of breath
And an evil rise up inside

As we enter further and further
My friend starts becoming possessed
By something of pure evil
And Amonset begins to stir

As the Lord of Evil posses my friend
And from it comes an awaking
From Amonset and his power
A bridge forms between the demons
For they have a history with one another

I black out while trying to flee
Away from the scene
Cause I was losing my breath and my grip
Trying to fight a possession

As it turned out I had failed
Trying to keep him away
He had possessed me
And did things as it seems

He had burned my wrist
Had cut my hand
Had screamed out in Enochian
The words that signified
That the lord was once his master

Even now I can still feel his strength
Building and building
I can sense he is planning something
And all I can do is wait
And see what will come from it all

Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Written by bastardofbodom666 (Helvete Blod)
Published | Edited 20th Mar 2012
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