Black XIII

Call forth the wizard

My patience has run low

You’ve failed me once more, bastard demon

With your alchemy and crows

Summon the black

Black thirteen

Crafted by the King

Summon the black

Black thirteen

The glass shows the way

He must perish by the gun

Yet still he rides towards the tower?

His quest can not be won!

Black thirteen

Crafted by the King

Summon the black

Black thirteen

I know I must destroy thee

So time can surely fall

Black thirteen

Burn

Scorn

He’ll never reach End-World’s gates

The last will be un-mourned