Saturday, November 2, 2019

Poem: Demons' Night

Night as once a year
Comes and beckons
For Winds to wail
For wolves to howl
And for spirits to roar

Dead branches sway as Shadows rise
It is time
The time of the Demons

Let the dead take back their broken vessels
Hungry and wild, like beasts
Let man's sanity fall with a thirst for blood
As remembered of ancient tyrants

Red Eyes light the darkness
No comfort do they bring
Foolish travelers be lured to their doom
To join the Red Eyes

Laugh, they do at the world's misery
Rejoice, they do to the world's fall
And eagerly they commit, crimes for which there is no redemption

So hide, ye of pure and good
Lock yourselves away in thy homes
Leave not a child outside
Or do, if thou art demonic
And join the ranks of the Night
Of Monsters, Wickedness and Evil

For only those are welcome, who scoff at peace
Who see love disgusting
Who laugh and mock those who preach justice

Now let the Feast of Fear begin!
Let the Drink of Tears start!
Let a Red River run
Fires be snuffed out
No Warmth to be found

Quiver! Shake! Tremble!
There will be no Laughter tonight
Only Whimpers from the Children of Light
For this is the Demons' Night

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