Twice doth the satanic crow upon this silvery night
The wretched cry of the wolf cub echoed into abscent light
The silhouette my bat cast lay crooked on my wall
And that is when I stirred at the sounding of it's fall

I lay there in my bed thinking about my past
How her powers saved us all in a battle ended fast
Dark engulfed that evil place in the time passed by
And seeing her perfect face forced out of me a sigh

Like the glancing blow off a drunk mans face
Or the sweet sound of loving grace
I have not heard the sounds of each
Since paulas love i did beseech

Her rejection of my love
Has left me like a tarred black dove
Though I see that bat lain there
I cannot do much more than stare

I'm frightened at it's wielded power
The kind from which grown men cower
And to know that I can hold it high
And rip a hole right in the sky...

Then through that hole I see my cause
Clear through a night without clouds of gauze
I simply gaze and then envision
A fate that is much worse than prison

It scares me so that i can't speak
Can't breath, can't move, can't even reach
Why must I do this deed this night
Why I have my plan in sight

Not I nor God could see my reason
For my evil trusted treason
Up I am in my room
Bat in hand I simply loom

O'er the horizen I doth stare
Thinking that what I do is fair
Through my door I pass on through
And I know now what I must do:

To those who wreck havoc upon my mind
My weapon wielded is most unkind
Their life ends soon and by my hand
They will go on to a nether land.

I now move without control
This power is now taking toll
I can but just see with strain
What my body hopes to gain

And with each death of those so near
Like wretched poison i endear
Heartbreak sorrow death and pain
This shell of me is me, just feigned.