Death and destruction
Is what I crave,
To hear thou mortals
Scream in pain.
Let thy flame burn
Their flesh.
Let the rats
Nibble on their guts.
Yells of cursing
Out my name.
Hate and horror
So clear to hear,
From every laboured breath.
Pride, Wrath, and Envy
Lust, Sloth, Greed and Gluttony
The seven lords are mine to use.
To lead thou human sheep to my grasp,
Where my wolves can feast upon their flesh.
While they scream out to their banished God,
"Why have you forsaken us!"
And all through this the ravens caw,
And my beautiful demons ready their teeth and claws.
Β©minxyMolly
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