I Am Iron Man Black Sabbath Lyrics Novels & Stories

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

At least, those who did say no are no longer in this world to tell. He leans comfortably in that black leather chair I've sat in many times. He makes the leather sing on purpose by moving his back more forcefully and looking at me up and down. "Are you going to play dumb with me again, Lulu?" he asks. I swear this man must sit at the Devil's right hand. "I don't know what you want me to say, Santo. I see pictures of me with men I deal with daily, nothing more." I tense up and immediately tuck my head between my shoulders.

Sage laughed. “Sing a few lines.” Sage nudged me. “I live for the darkness, where the silence sings. I’m the king of the night, wearin’ shadowed wings. Where the world slows down and the heart beats deep. That’s when I find what I need to keep.” I sighed, rolling my eyes as the chorus played. Sage pouted, giving me puppy eyes. I wasn’t getting out of this trip down memory lane without singing. So I conceded.

His voice rose above the rest, echoing through the chamber. "We call upon the Abyss! We open the gate to the one who waits in the dark! Let the blood of the forgotten be the key, and the shadows be the doorway!" The moment the words left his lips, the cavern shuddered. A deafening crack split through the ground, a jagged fissure tearing its way across the chamber floor. The earth gaped open like a mouth, a thick, writhing mist spilling forth—black as night, curling into the air like grasping fingers. The temperature plummeted in an instant.

I started singing with all my strength, imagining that my microphone was the shampoo. "When I'm falling down... Will you pick me up again? When I'm too far gone, dead in the eyes of my friends. Will you take me out of here? When I'm staring down the barrel. When I'm blinded by the lights, when I cannot see your face... Take me out of here... Take me out of here... Take me out of here... TAKE ME OUT OF HERE!." As the instrumental part came on, I started jumping and moving my wet hair all over the place as if I was at a rock concert.

Black Ink had a puzzled expression on his face as he listened to the people chanting his name. “They don’t care about that, and neither do we. They are just glad to see that you are alive and well. Treasure this moment.” Black Saga gently patted Black Ink’s back and said. Last time it was his name they were screaming. But this time it was Black Ink’s, and he wasn’t at all offended that the spotlight was on someone else. The chants continued for quite a while, and it was only after Black Saga lifted his hand that it stopped, allowing Peter to do his job.

𖦹THEME SONG OF THE CHAPTER𖦹 ★ Monster by Shawn Mendes, Justin Bieber ★ [[ IRIS'S POV ]] My eyes swiped over those black uniforms that made me frowning hard undoubtedly. I wasn't acknowledged with their uniforms or nor could I remember to see them before. Except their eagle eyes, every part of their body was wrapped in a tight black polo outfit. Their aura was definitely frightening but not enough to frighten my spirit as I exhaled an exhausted sigh.

She helped the other Alpha’s escape their chains as she fought against the man with his back to the camera still singing “Cut me down, but it’s you who’ll have further to fall…Ghost town and haunted love…raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones..I’m talking loud, not saying much…I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose…fire away, fire away…ricochet, you take your aim..fire away, fire away…you shoot me down, but I won’t fall…I am titanium…you shoot me down, but I won’t fall…I am titanium…”

Make it stop. “Baby, we need him alive,” the man with black veins reminds her as she rolls her eyes, stopping her chanting as I fall to the floor. My body burns like little live wires pulse through my veins. I feel something stir inside me, rising in my chest until I feel a presence in the back of my mind. “You too are no fun. I was just showing our dear sweet Luca what he has to look forward to.” She turns to me then, looking like pure evil.

The closer I got, the louder the chants grew, resonating in my skull. *"Sanguinem vocamus, animam vindicamus. Redde, redde, Draven immortalem regem."* The chant echoed, twisting and snarling like a living entity. My chest tightened, my head throbbing. I reached the throne, my fingers brushing against the cold stone. The instant my skin made contact, a surge of power slammed into me. It wasn’t the usual surge I was accustomed to, but a raw, ancient force that flooded every inch of my being. My vision blurred, the room spinning in dark hues of crimson and black.