Dark Magic 
As written by Christopher James Menges 
October 31, 2001 
A window shutters open... I hear a voice call my name. 
This becomes a haunted evening... So begins the impossible game. 
Minds become manipulated... Souls are bought and sold each day. 
Welcome to the gates of Hadies... Where Dark Magic is the way. 
Look deep into my eyes... Feel the power take control. 
As darkness fills the sky... You lose your mind and soul. 
The night becomes my comfort... The dream world is my home. 
Even when you are around... I feel so alone. 
The energy surounds me... As I gather it to me. 
I control what is inside... And all that I do see. 
I prepare for what I know... To meet my destiny. 
The enemy stalks closer... I know what I must be. 
I call upon the anchients... To give to me the power. 
To become the moments victor... To survive this unholy hour. 
What will be the price... Will it be more than I can give. 
If I lose my preciouse talents... Could I truely live. 
I have lived my life... The way I wish to die. 
Each and every moment... with not a tear to cry. 
No regrets I hold... For my future or my past. 
Upon the life I lead... My fortune I have cast. 
Each and every moment... My Dark Power does grow stronger. 
And each and every road... I travel does grow longer. 
The truth that I do search... Lies not in heavan but in Hell. 
For truth is but an illusion... With its lies it sells