Stuff I write

Who is that?

January 30, 2024. 1:28 AM

In today's time, under moon lit forests and around creeks
In the streets of the cities and in the air of the night
He seeps through everybody's life, like the air and the breeze
Taking nothing for he has taken it all
Beautiful, sharp and such an intrigue
Nothing but a seemingly mysterious being with a simple routine

Centuries before, he swept through the world devouring every soul
Angel of darkness, savior of evilness and emperor of pain
He made death, he created chaos and put an end to peace
Fake peace that couldn't be understood
A war had begun before he emerged
With a swing of his wings and with help of his wisdom
He swallowed earth and gave way to his kingdom