Torn Apart

Tiny Devils leaking out of my pen, running over the page Hell bent on desolation, DEATH and destruction All Love, Friendship, Kindness, slaughtered in Rage A temple to our lord ; with tridents start construction The tainted walls built with innocent blood, lies, deceit Four corner towers: Murder, Hate, Infidelity, and Lust One Demon looked up at me “Do YOU declare defeat?” Come Comrade join US