The Dark Apostle.

For long have I walked the darkest path.

Sin and sinner working to create the devil's math.

But I'm more then just a simple savage creep.

I seek more then to make my victims merely weep.

For I spread the gospel of twilight's desire.

With evil blessings that even demons admire.

But still I lack the service that my dark lord craves.

A cult of madness, against that which nothing saves.

For him I must find other minds to preach this shadow
lore.

To teach and guide his accursed flock forever more.

But whom shall I find with appetites as tainted as mine?

I think instead I'll need young souls to mold with time.

My infested heart sings at the sacrifice I'm willing to make.

To him I'll promise my children, their destiny his to take.

But now begins this vile and hideous task.

I'll defile their bodies wearing a barbed filled mask.

They minds I'll soothe with ungodly visions.

I shall keep the secrets locked within their own prisons.

But I need one to help me in this oh so holy quest.

My first born son, I'll break him before the rest.

The acolyte of shadows and all things insane.

My image of evil carved within his soul to remain.

Discord horror marching through our veins.

The spirits of chaos warping with silent pains.

But can their torture stay lost in enslaved haze?

I've made sure that at least his mind is forever lost in my dark maze.

My master, your dark apostle shall not fail.

Soon your words of power will call them on your dark trail.

......My father failed. I'll never be him. But my mind is wounded, my heart is grey. And sometimes I still hear him calling......