Kingdom

Long time ago, in a land far away,
'Twas no light for the break of day.
Birds ne'er chirping, nay child cried,
All on the nights the Angels died.

The darkness ran quickly, consuming us all.
The old woman dead, whom, which foresaw.
Our end, their demise, swift and cruel.
'Twas I whom stood for duel.

The beating was harsh, brutally taken.
Left me warped, bruised and shaken.
Yet I went on, mayhap the wrong side,
By a new Master, must I abide.

E'er he creeps and lingers his breath,
The sorrowfully sweet smell of death.
Tall lanky figure, whom hides in the shadows,
Watching those whom, him must follow.

Snarling his smile, ravenous his hunger.
Without it, he would exist no longer.
Feeder of fear, maker of nightmares,
Leading me through each of his lairs.

Watching the torment I wonder aloud,
'I wonder, the souls here, too many to count'.
"Infinity" His answer, as he moves closer,
'Never try you, count my cloister.'

The beautiful mess, here in Hell,
Where most of evil, forever will dwell.
Too hot for most, perfect for some.
Here in Lucifer's massive kingdom.

Panic at every reach, lusts blessing abound,
Never a certain number to be found,
Of souls walking and roaming inside.
Where only few, remain blind.

A world too intense for the average man.
Far too seductive for an average woman.
Yet there they are, dancing naked. Much fun,
Have I found in a Demons kingdom.