born of darkness
a stone for a heart
for years a hunter
i made death an art
i romed the country side
though i slughter
but for good reason
a lonly creatrure of night i am
i, demon

i serched the night
for a mistrise fiar
a maden pale
with raven hiar
but have been so denied

i stalk the moon
roam the land
hold a pesant's fate
in my hands
i have no pity
i talk to shadows
hear their pleas
and take them with me

cloaked in moon light
forever i roam
the sun,my only death
the one thing i fear
the only release left
yes you heard me

i demon