I hear my name whispered.
Whispered and carried on the cold night air, so that I may hear.
The Dark is calling out too me now.
Comfirming my very worst fears.
The time draw's near.
Am I ready to make this stand?
Are the spirit's right?, Will this be my real end?
Master rise up and protect me.
Father Satan help me..
I can't do this alone my Lord.
This is a battle I can't win.
He's beyond me and my skills.
Master protect your child.
Dark Father, I need your power to survive.
Bless me Dark Master.
For I serve you loyaly in life,as I shall in death.
Or is it my time Father?
Is it time for me to decend my final time?
I suppose I shall know when the time is right.
But if this be my end.
My blood, my flesh,body,soul and mind I give too you freely and knowingly.
My Master!