The Devil in the Depths of Hell (pt 1)by Kellie
Wisp of tail, breathe of fire
Heated hot his words a liar
Horns emplaced above his head
Killer sharpened to the end
Heart of stone no arrow could place
Cupid's failure, his own disgrace
Chest of red a glowing sight
Pitchfork studded ripe to fight
Melody plays of the doomed youth
Violins shattered empowering truth
Deception lies within his soul
Marking him no longer whole
Crimson eyes enclosed by black
Gaze in them, no coming back
Summoned to the depths of Hell
Ninth circle, where he dwells
Golden fiddles hissing scream
Beware it is not as it seems
He preys upon the innocent being
Sincerity rapidly fleeing
Destroying trust, make them insane
Luring them to play his game
Yet he grows tired of this charade
As their tortured screams begin to fade
He needs more game he needs to play
In his cave the Devil shall lay
Arising with his evil plan
His plan to walk above on land...
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