I'm conjurer,I'm mage.
I have power to do damage.
I can destruct,I can kill,
I can summon,I can heal.
I'm fallen and resurrected,
I'm left,I'm damned.
I'm God,I'm king,
I can do everything.
I can summon army of the dead,
And dark coffin is my bed.
I can talk what to do,
And I hate and hate and hate you!
My dark and rotting heart
Was screaming and lusting for blood.
I want kill,I want pain.
And in grief I see power to gain.
I'll summon demons,imps and ghosts,
And will comand them to go to forts,
Go to the cities and towns.
Lets shake local grounds.
I want death,I want kill,
It's my dread will.
So,make it possible,my slaves,
And let to be meaningless violence.
Chapter III
© Copyright: Вампир Кощей, 2009
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