As black as night is the evil sould
His psychosis is a large dark cloud, waiting to cause chaos.
But for now it waits, as idle as a soulless shell of a body.
His footsteps are as silent as midnight,
While he stalks his prey.
With Lucifer flickering across the shaded face,
like flecks of sun.
Slashing and gashing is like a melody to his ears.
Evening is spread out in the sky,
like the red liquid of life on the floor.
Sirens wail like crying babies,
while the demon walks away like
a ghost roaming the earth.
His hunger satisfied like
a victim to a succubus.
