Son of Daemons

I am the one with hair of red that has burned in the infernal flame of the abyss
I wonder around the torture of sinners with pity of fools
I hear the curses of evil cast upon the holiness of the trinity
I see a scar of X cut into the left of my hand
I want the command of rules over the empire of Hell
I am the one with hair of red that has burned in the infernal flame of the abyss

I pretend the needs of betrayal with a fellowship of friends
I feel the hate of rage fester toward death of Angels
I touch the halo of fire between my horns of the twisted
I worry the satanity of Lucifer with the churn of his blood
I cry the pain of tears from the thousands of devoured souls
I am the one with hair of red that has burned in the infernal flame of the abyss

I understand the arts of black shift the reality of life
I say the unholy book of doom is my truth of light
I dream the instant of happened for the destruction of Terra
I try my darkest of effort to persuade followers of right
I hope for all of profound complexion to men of innocence
I am the one with hair of red that has burned in the infernal flame of the abyss

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