The Undertaker

I'm the most diabolical arsonist like Nalyd

Yea I made an art of this though my eyelid,

treading in a hellish region meeting where the darkness sits

my lines too wicked in diction to be written in ink

so i wrote from acid and carcass fluids dripping in sync

they say I'm not too sane with my genes missing a link

like a dragon, I can whisper some heat

But inside is a dark hole and my heart kinda missing you see

Beyond twisted I'm the opposite mission for peace

Itchin to see more victims for this vicious monster spittin to eat

I'm past dead in my head and you wish i was sleep

Angel of death in my breath and the dimension is deep