<font color="red">The God of death and darkness comes,
To seek the blood of the righteous one,
Hell's fury, borne without pain,
To choose light or darkness to reign.

Cloaked in shadow, wreathed in fire,
It is his insane heart's desire,
To repay that which caused his demise,
Though who did, remains twisted by his eyes.

Power incarnate,
Fortune's fool,
Returned to save,
Or be evil's tool?

Destroyed by body, dead by name,
He returns to stake his claim.
Though, in life or land none do know,
Only in time, will that fate show.

Broken by fate, shattered by trust,
Will he choose what is vile, or just?
Even in his heart, the conflict will rage,
Devil's chariot, or withered sage?
God's beacon, or evil's toy?
Does he return in peace, or return to destroy?

Power incarnate,
Fortune's fool,
Returned to save,
Or be evil's tool?

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