Like the child of darkness I spread my arms over my victim
She begs of me
Please, please don't hurt me again
I ignore her plea
She drops to her knees
And another one bites the dust
They are all in terror
For the child of darkness is out to get them one by one
I live on the fear I put into them
Soon it will be judgment day
The child of Darkness can no longer play
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
brief and right to the point. no mercy, only terror, 'for the child of darkness is out to get them one by one ' but 'Soon it will be judgment day The child of Darkness can no longer play' the Count will have to find another pastime like writing poems