• Drenched with blood
    wrapped in dark
    in his mind
    he's dark at heart

    Feeding on anger
    broardcasting malice
    in his mind
    evil is a palace

    When he talks
    his voice is alluring
    in his mind
    he does no curing

    Cold snow falls
    when people are in despair
    in his mind
    his senses are aware

    His sleeping has stopped
    his evil spreads
    in his mind
    good is better left dead