Darkest Destiny

Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee under laid this icy moon the toxic evil venom spews within hideous precision it claw’s innocent victims prey Fiercely gnashing jaws instinctively in this fiendish predator of night shades dark striking off balance this stead of hell delivers his deadliest of blows disturbingly the pungent smell permeates this surrounding sphere Paralyzing unwary sufferers arching like a scorpion ready to strike acrimony spreads stealthily through the shadowy invasion within the beast’s bite suffering of hades destructive force inflicts a prelude to the apparitions Awakening within this lair of madness an unsuspecting sacrifice blinding under tombstones creeping slowly chill’s out through one veil of darkened soil a nocturnal predator comes to feed Liquefying resistant victim within the glaze of ebony eyes mystic powers claiming to be magic crushing the core of Eve’s apple emerging covered with its sclerotized plates the Coachman devours Repast of putrid skin the last victim lies rotten one captured soul sinks into the river of Acheron final reward for the unwitting wounded prey Begins eternal downward descent drawn up and treasured by this hungry decedent of a Rove carried away into hidden hollows of the dead roaring Fiercely jealous of it’s captive trophy sector’s remain vigilant to guard such treasured stored this Coachman’s rightly domain claims a legion to an underworld The deepest and darkest secrets expelled unrighteous this scarabaeus reaper as black inside with a rapier blade and sickle condemned are the two faced between thee jaws of this deadly fiend locked on A co-written piece by Liam Mcdaid & Donna Loughman