Black Treasures Of Melancholy-Sargeist

I have watched over thousand deaths. Possessed the mourning families. I have felt their tears of grief. Flown on my face under(their)skin I am the entity that feeds the sadness. Depression and melancholy. I am a demon who＇s wings are nets. Catching every tear that you cry. The salt in your wounds is like alcohol to me. Drunken I＇ve been so many times. I still remember the age of Black Death The years I was feasting so long. Now that I look at the pathetic world I despise the humans since day one. Invisible the shadows that haunts infernally. I am there when you are hurt in pain.