My Hate is His Spirit

My Hate is His Spirit
In the twilight of the day
do I see the sun disappear
behind the bloodred horizon
I can feel the insatiable night
consume all light

Emperor of the Darkly time
give my Darkest gift
I have now entered your world
My hate is your spirit
and your hope to conquer the world
A realm of vicious creations
came from he mistand rised
The Dark Knight have been entered
He is ferocious in his sight
a perfect Murderer as he enter
the world oh mortals
this is the hour of Darkness
welcome to the devilnight