By Sakibur Rahman Arnab

Slumbering in the tomb to refrain from daylight,
Returning to the land of the living when bats are in flight.
The sun has viciously scarred this heart,
Under a curse of defilement, torn apart –
Like a spell cast upon me by the devil,
Relentless incantations whispered by the evil.

I am the embodiment of oppression and torture,
And echoes of violent waves of diabolical disorder.
I – the incarnation of sin – walk in the shadows,
Climbing chastised mountains that foretell sorrows.

Through the abysmal gates of Hell, I ascend,
Sprawling, mounting the archway to make amends.
Desolate paths split beneath the moonlight;
I bring relentless despairing blight
When the dead trees freeze in the wind
I see the fading memories of sins I bear,
And the faint departed hopes that linger in despair.

Fire burning in this black heart, its flames in beams
Consuming the remnants of forgotten dreams.
Bloodthirsty eyes and my darkened shadow
A raging vigor for the world to swallow
Summoning the memories of my profane past-
An ancient age that has been forgotten so fast.
Like the ravening dark clouds that devour light
With an insatiable hunger, I explore the night,
Waves of unremitting chaos and retribution
Have been residing in this black heart in seclusion
Along the barren paths and desolate domain
Roams the nocturnal creatures that reign
When night falls, the mountains echo my solitary rage
Like a demon who is, now, unchained from its cage.

In the gathering darkness and doomed murk,
Shadows give me wings while serpents lurk.
Steels keep rusting and skulls keep melting
The dead are decaying and the sky is obscuring,
Darkness is menacing the world with blood
Wolves hunt their prey in the bloodstained mud.
Bodies shudder in their tombs and break out
The putrefying stench and grotesque corpses sprout.
The ground quivers as if a spell is cast
The ancient scavengers are returning from the past.

The mountains echo with the howling of dire wolves
And by the unholy blood, the accursed ground dissolves
I scorch the world, devouring blood, seeding my immortality;
A merciless devil, relentlessly ravaging the world to insanity
For, I walk the path of sorrow and anguish-
Every pious and holy entity shall vanquish.
My thirst for blood shall bring endless grief and despair
This cursed world will light up with a bursting flare
Sinful mortals will be gasping for breath
I am the bringer of eternal death.