Evolution (Poem)

God created man
As the most resilient race
But the angel of darkness entered our minds
And we fell from the purest grace

Thief in the Night (Poem)

Just as it happened in the days of Noah
So shall it happen now
The Son of Man will harvest souls
Like a reaper on a plow
Satan’s seed will perish
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I beg of you
Please, hear me now
Oh children of the dark