Lord Kingú Nungal (Death Angel) V

[the Draç]

The heart so dark, you can feel his pain.

Doing whatever he can to stay in his own lane.

Influencing the minds lesser than him.

Going through great torture, while pulling the limbs.

Elevate the flow, death at its' door.

From Osiris the King, to the one named Hor.

Sore from what's heavy, the black hole then swallows.

Praying for today, hope the best for tomorrow.

His name Kingú, the Lord of the Earth.

The World going through birth pains, the religious then shook.

Look upon his eyes, you will see his soul.

After judging one another, he then has to go.

With eyes to see, the flame burns alive.

The Archangel Samael finally arrived.

Try from the brain, insanity a last resort.

Come to my throne and try to take over the fort.

[the Draç]

Giving everything away to start over is always my best bet. Thanks for reading.

[Grigori Rho Gharveyn]

oh aye!  the kings of hell do indeed invite all comers to take their throne...

abdication is another alternative...

[the Draç]

:)

[Isabel Almeida]

your amazing

[the Draç]

Thanks Zan! I fell in love with automatic writing. This is about my Master Guide. It releases so much when I write. Thanks for reading and I'm glad you liked it!