Tic, Tick, Tick, the days are counting by, only a few days remain... another few weeks and then you, who have forced me to feel the fire for so long will get to feel my black flames returned on you, only the difference even tho i Am full of darkness and angry rage, My fire that drives me is not one of vengeance or one of revenge, everything that burns within me good and bad burns for a reason, for the only fucking pure thing in my life that i have fought for.. I fully accept the fact I'm a fucking Demon, but I'm The devil's favorite demon, I won't be sitting, broken in the circle of hell reserved for the worst of betrayers, I could care less about you betraying me, I'm used to the fact that since day one you have always had a knife in my back.. it's not me that you truly betrayed, But I am the one with the sword made of hellfire that is the one fighting you, i have no illusions about where I am going at the end of this fucking life.. Only that the fact that i will be one of the demon's at the devil's side while you, My dear will burn, And not for anything that you have done to me... but only what you have done to him, Both by your Own choosing and you're own actions.. It's one thing to make a mistake, but it's another thing to betray your own son to take the side of a murderer, you have broken him and took the one person that should have been there to explain things and protect him away, i hope before the end of this life you come to regret your actions, every one of them because very soon I am going to show you what hell feels like.. and later than that you will burn, But you will not burn bright like I always have, you will burn black, Like the emptiness of your soul... Things without souls don't get hell. I will watch as you burn on the mortal playing feild... I will make you feel the pain and the agony that you have made me feel for the past 4 and a half years in one week... Everything Will come out and their will be no secrets from the court... I have nothing to fear from My sins, they are dead and gone... I have already answered for them, and anything more I will answer on my dying day, But i am prepared to go to hell.... Hell hold's no illusions for me.... can you say the same... I May be a Demon but I'm a Noble One, Honour and respect, these things are and have always been alien to you.... let's play, let's see who burns...
Current Mood: Depressed, Angry, Determined.
Current Music: Hell-Born, Darkness
I didn't want to be in hell, even for a moment. I sure as hell wasn't going there just to spit in the face of the Prince of Darkness, whoever he might be! On the contrary, if I was a damned thing, then let the son of a bitch come for me! Let him tell me why I was mean to suffer. I would truly like to know. As for Oblivion, well, we can wait a little while for that.
It was only that I’d suffered like that, hour after hour, that I’d gone into the circle of hell and come back out. They hadn’t been in the circle of hell. And I felt quiet all over. In this common occurrence, I understood the meaning of utter loneliness.
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