Lord Belial

Black Wings Of Death
A mighty shadow was cast over the vast plain
These plains I used to stalk at night, now so dim
A shadow of wickedness and eternal death
Even the full moon seemed to shine with evil
Emperor of the north, commander of torment
Master of all immorality, king of all sins
I lay down my soul to submit under your will
Cleanse my soul from all decency and beauty
At once, I saw as the shadow was growing
- growing in silence yet with pride and strength
Obscurity insistently broaden in its growth
- overwhelming the earth and all creatures within