Immortal

The morbid clouds crash together As the lightening strikes ahead A reflection of pictures in my head Shows that there’s no Heaven The electricity in my vains Pumps unspeakable power to my senses My mission: Destroy the weak and senseless For referring to me as “insane”. I feel hearts race and ache as I walk. I smell their blood and fear, I love their tears, My heart as hard as rock. Walking through the wet, thrashed street, I see the fire ruin buildings and lives. I’ve created Hell so nobody survives. Revenge never felt so sweet. Mere mortals cannot comprehend A fraction of the power I possess The devil in the dress And host of the end.