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.