Enough blood song.
Quell your black rites.
Let thy curses break across my flesh.
I’m the ink-skinned thing,
Criss-crossed with scars.
Pebbles I’ve plucked from my bloodied skin.
Ease your killing spells.
None of them will work.
This seething aura.
The infinite darkness.
Hungry maw of the void.
It drinks magic,
Breathes death.
Pet & plaything.
Ancient rituals,
Invoking power.
Carving crosses into knuckles,
This blood curse in killing form.
Submit.
Weather a hundred blows,
Pursuant to peace.
I am the most terrifying thing in the dark.
Diplomacy Amongst Demons.
