My body is tired of fighting
My strength is fading
I see something in front my eyes
A higher energy than the universe
His touch is dirty, disgusting and rotten
Where he passes, leaves his damned brand
Despair, death, destruction, suicide
The devourer of sins can't save us
I see something in front my eyes
A higher energy than the universe
His touch is dirty, disgusting and rotten
Where he passes, leaves his damned brand
Black angel who are you?
A devourer of souls?
Black angel who are you?
What's this evil look that involves my being?
