They lurk in the shadows of the darkness of gloom
Where together they gather to bay at the moon
Through bloodstained teeth sharpened as blades
Honed and hardened in the fires of rage

Their slayings are legion though they number but four
And gain in their glory each day by the score
Praised by demons for the armies they've felled
Ordained by the devil and worshipped in hell

Where they drink of the blood as their victims grow cold
In feedings of flesh and devourings of souls
Masters of misery who pleasure in pain
Angels of anger who mangle and maim

They’re the dark of the darkness these dealers of death
Delivering deception at the devil's bequest
So I name them here as I’ve named their creed:
Ignorance, Jealously, Prejudice, and Greed