Voices shrouded with mystery.
What are they really saying to me?
At first glance the faces are friendly.
With more observation their twisted grins seem deadly.
Humming the Reaper’s harmonic medley.
From which there seems no escape.

And so the darkness envelopes.
Paranoia develops.
Could all this evil really consume?
Have I walked the path to seal my own doom?
I need to watch my step; this can’t be the end.
Where is Michael, with God’s graces to defend?
My soul who now the Fallen would lay claim.

But now withered and drained I pray for deliverance.
From the evil that plagues my spirit so meek.
How will I inherit the Earth if I’m cursed?
Just then righteous wings, six, would burst.
Open and with radiance; turn the gaze of leering eyes.
The hundreds of demons surrounding me tremble for their lives.

A Sepharim emerges to light my way.
Battle the darkness, make shine the day.
Unholy blood soaks the plains of the Earth.
All because I cherished a birth.
Of the Savior who sent this guardian angel.

I’m Alucard. Most of you won’t know me. I used to come here about 5 years ago. This was my first attempt to write anything in years. I hope it’s decent.