"Isn't that the name of a demon?" he smirked at her. "Wildly misrepresented I assure you."
Hear the words from out these hands, Walking in the spirit lands, Demons often whisper here, shadows come to visit near. I hear the words, and hear the rhyme, Darkness speaks, Evil unleashed. God and goddess, Satan god, it doesn't matter what it's called. Red eyes watch from shadow, calling, calling; calling for your soul. If he rises, fire and blood will be his vices. He bides his...Read On