Penetralia

The power of darkness - you never believed. A prince of evil - to conquer your dreams. I said why you dont perish friend of the unjoy. I put you mercyly in to show you my power. Die for me in hell! So I can get rid of your smell Martyr from the sky -

Screaming through the soul. You're thinking like a god. Satan not surprised. The darkness has arrived. A smash between the eyes. You're helping cure this eye. Glibly closing in. No one hear you. Scream! Impotent god! Why won't you die? You're full of