As the mists rise fro the sea so shall your pain, seek not what you know but what u can gain. Taken with the swiftness of night, together we shall stand and fight. Suffer unto me all your sorrow, This void in ur soul so hollow. Minutes seem like days when Mistress of Fire rides, now is your time to die. Wait for the switch of death, blackness my only real freind, The Gates of Hell welcomes you inn. With a mighty swipe of his cycle, the black blood starts to trickle. Slicing every memory close to death, as you take your last breath. You wont have to fight this one alone, no more flesh ripped from your bone. Just take of me inside and I will sheild, The darkest of wizzards will surely yeild. For we are one now in this tormenting Hell, cast upon you a wicked spell. Your baren soul now belongs to me, the greatest sacrafice upon you shall be. Your under my sinister command now, down on bloody knees you shall bow. I have saved you now from selected fate, to go back now is to late. Die now or fight and Die later, unto me :Mistress of Fire" you shall forever cater................Night Shadows LLP Copywrite 2006.......
