Or you'll feel the never-been-felt-pain! I DO NOT have to list any "points" as to why I should be the Black master. It is known all around. It has tainted everyone. Blood, bleed, my forever lasting, undead, deed. I want you in pain feel how madely insane how much of bane I could inject you right through your sane pathetic brain If you know me you're dead If you don't you'll dread I'll haunt you down until I see the red I want your blood it's mine, till the end I want your soul I want you shred Give me what I need you're blood sweet bleed I'll feed On your soul indeed Give me your blood I'll proceed disobay you'll cede Give my possession or feel the agression I'm with obsession with the blood and oppression MY profession To kill? Or slay? MY question Discretion Give your blood your soul And proceed Am I sure? Indeed "Wait peacefully for your journey to death."