his home's in the center of the deepest of forests
night's his day, day's his night
sorrounded by poisoned fogs that feed him
death he creates, light he destroys
his heart once strong now whrites in pain
as it's chained by a curse since ages
he swallows human souls
that he gets by raping and burning
everywhere he walks everything dies
everywhere he looks sorrows are brought
no crosses nor silver can stop him
gods don't exist, evil exists
he will be king again
of a world of darkness and pain
eternal winter will be
no warmth to the hearts
"listen to me
the master of black
for you will serve
or you will die!!!"