Gedichten: The Antichrist
He is at night he lives at night there is no daylight
will he fall from the sky if he did will he fall high
he is a antichrist Screams against Jesus and Kills whenever he wants
he is the shadow at night
he is the fangs under your bed
he is the wind in the hollow tree's
dont pray at night he will hear that and get you
he wants you to be shoked and wants you to not pray dont pray for your life it will not work he will hear you and see you and eat you
he roams around the streets at night slashing throats thats he comes acros in the Dark night ssssssstttttt here he comes be still or this will be another kill.
will he fall from the sky if he did will he fall high
he is a antichrist Screams against Jesus and Kills whenever he wants
he is the shadow at night
he is the fangs under your bed
he is the wind in the hollow tree's
dont pray at night he will hear that and get you
he wants you to be shoked and wants you to not pray dont pray for your life it will not work he will hear you and see you and eat you
he roams around the streets at night slashing throats thats he comes acros in the Dark night ssssssstttttt here he comes be still or this will be another kill.