by Chance Motta

Created on: March 15, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Raven my dear
Never fear
If you wish
I am here

The fires hot they burn
Two bodies flame to touch
Though dark and sin
Mortal still you are

Deny your heart you do
And die result will be
Open thy blackest chamber
Release the beast with in

Cold hands would caress
Black heart's would combine
Two devil's flesh forged of fire
To bring back the night

No harm allowed
If follow, you would see
Inside this warlock's heart
Lay the safest place for you

Your enemies are near
Harm they wish to you
My destruction thus you wish
Your end would thus be near

The torches of my heart
The ice bolts from my soul
No harm will come to you
If trust in me you have

The curse upon your heart
Was selfish now I see
To hurt the darkest angel
Has torn apart my soul

Harm you not I beg
My end is worth it all
Open up your eyes and see
A hidden truth you hold

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