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Author: ThaDarkChildDamien
Fiction Rated: M - English - Poetry/Supernatural - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-07-03 - Updated: 06-07-03 - id:1323163

DEAD by: Damien DeVil(Damien, the dark prince)

Clouds form the shape of a devil’s head blocking the light from the sun

Black clouds shrouding the deepest evils the world has ever known

Now the blood rain falling from the clouds and ground are one

The emperor of media has finally been dethroned.

Demons crawl, screaming all, that the end is near

In the darkest pits of Hell where sinners are held

Flames engulf everyone and everything you hold dear

Though you try to fight it, all attempts you made have failed.

Lucifer takes his place on the mountain destroying all the GODS

One by one like lightning bolts tossed in the pit of Fire

All of them begging for forgiveness, he knows it’s a façade

Nothing can save them from their expire.

Hell is full the time has come for the dead to roam the Earth

The living forced to join them in their grim parade

Knowing that we all must die from the time of birth

Throwing limbs and organs from the Devil’s motorcade.

The jokers steal your perfect hand and shove it down your throat

Blood gushes from your eyes dripping dark and red

I stand to hear you whisper just the faintest note

That’s the end you bastard now you’re……………..


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