Artwork: In Flames-Clayman
In air thick with monstrous sin
He spits on divinity
The devil stirs beside him
With a mad thirst
To harness destruction
Bathing in dust
The destroying worm
Swallows existence
The souls of shadows pass
Cold as satan’s womb
The moon gives up its breath
A final farewell to an eternity
Of endless nights without stars
The spiritually impaled man
Heir to death's throne
Into the fires of hell's disgrace
Keeper of the world's tomorrows
Copyright 2006, Alexis Child. All Rights Reserved.
Previously published in
Whispers of Wickedness
Summer 2006/Issue 13
"No, I don't like ol' Satan, be careful what he do,
When all is taken, he'll put the blame on you."
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