Pact of Eternal Darkness

Deep in the midnight hours when everyone sleeps, I become something else entirely.

My blood burns with ancient power as I draw circles that ignite with unholy fire.

I hear whispers from five pathways, voices that slither like serpents in the darkness,

consuming souls piece by piece. There's no heaven, no light here, only endless hunger.

Under the blood moon I perform forbidden rituals, cursing the living and awakening the

dead. This is black magic at its purest form. I feast on misery with a twisted pleasure

you can't imagine. Watch as darkness swallows everything whole. I offer no mercy,

no grace, just death dancing in the shadows. I've made a pact with darkness itself,