You know me well
my name my rep
Angel death follows my step
my presence has a strange effect
Great and small all hold their breath
My heart is stone
eyes and skin
Immaculate black
I am old as sin
my armour gleams
encased within
Cold flesh cold blood cold soul
I walk the line of malevolent kings
beware my path
Grotesque my sting
I have punctured, pierced
fools have bled
look close
see stains of faded red
long
time..
I have resigned
to the quirks of my design
madness surely drives my mind
a passenger I am
Am I..
Cursed to kill
god's will dictates
murderous impulse
guides my fate
A scowling corpse left in my wake
this part I play
is how god made
I cannot dissent
I am.
'the behaviour of some creatures is irrepressible, no matter how they are treated and no matter what the consequences'
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