The Angel of Black


Falling ash from the angel of black
Can’t quit now there’s no turning back
Shallow graves dug for the simple knights
That too soon had ended their lives

Sky plagued by darkness, shrouded in fear
Armageddon come, the end has come near
Doors are all closed for their lives are held dear
No one quite safe, the angel of black moves here

Ghostly wraith of death and spite
Takes the souls of young by night
None can oppose him, none can fight
No one mortal can face his might

Monger of vengeance
Malice his mask
Engine of dread
Holy his task
Soon first born dead
Blood without blemish