i raise my hand to the blackend sky
the worlds people begin to cry.
the earth start to rip apart.
i feel nothing in this blackend heart.
the void pull in all the light, and the sun start to fade.
i laugh at all the things i have just unmade.
the souls of a thousand years scream in my ears.
they knew this was coming for many years.
why should they cry so many tears.
as swallow in all this life.
they are filled with so much strife.
i take part in my dark delight
that for them its is now never ending night