Thy-Darkest-Hour

You ask what I am, how I began. That I do not know. You ask what my purpose is. I am Death: My purpose is to kill. My desire… is to kill. I remember neither birth nor creation. I am the wraith in the night, the last vision that you shall see. Call me what you would. Tell me what you will. Your fate remains. I am the unchanging heart. For no one have I pity. For no one will I weep. You will know when it is that I am coming. In the silence, the whisper of my footsteps you shall hear. Within the air, my presence you will feel. You will know… for what it is that I am come… upon the sight within my hand. The faint click of