Two revenants In agony Template

I'm the night, I'm the darkness, and I will kill you For a chance to be reborn. Is this the turning tide? My chance at death has prophesized These cold, immortal eyes Withhold my own demise Skin-bags have pulled the strings Controlled my every breath I'll kill if killing brings The sweet release of death. If there's a light, or a hope, or a hero rising I'll always bring the storm I'm the night, I'm the darknеss, and I will kill you For a chance to be reborn.