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The End Of Days & The Dark Messiah

The End Of Days
by Charles E S Fairey 


I’ll dance on top of your graves 
At the End of Days 
With my flute in hand 
And followed by my merry band. 

I’ll dance on top of your graves 
At the End of Days 
With my Maiden in hand 
Playing my game in another land, 
For this land has run out of sand 
And me and my merry band 
Shall dance to Death 
And rejoice at every dying breath, 
For I danced on top of all your graves 
For Now we are past the End of Days. 



The Dark Messiah 
by Charles E S Fairey 


I Am The Dark Messiah 
The Father of Lies 
The Man who buys 
As your soul cries. 

I Am The Dark Messiah 
The Twins of Evil born 
Legs like goat or fabled faun 
And whence I Leapt a Crown of Thorn. 

I Am The Dark Messiah 
To Save I crave 
From Birth to Grave 
Your paths I pave. 

I Am The Dark Messiah 
Your Sin my prize 
You think you rise 
But I did tell you 
I’m the Father of Lies.




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