The Warlock

I am the fear you feel
When you charge into battle
I am the feeling that haunts you
As you feel your life draining away
I am the howl of terror you hear
Over the clashing of swords
It is my vengence you feel
As every wound sears from my touch
My dark intent masks the battle field
The agony becomes too much to bear
The corruption to great to overcome
Your affliction has become unstable
As my malefic grasp clings to your soul
Nightfall comes
Everything fades
And I harvest another soul
Empowering me to take on the next foe
Who dares to cross my dark soul