Death and Forlorn Time In the Shadows of True Evil

Death and Forlorn Time in the Shadows of True Evil Death and Time holdeth onto eerie and most frightening shadows Whilst pervading deeply within that infernal region where the dark Evil and uncanny mists occlude the terrifying presence of a great Dark Doomsday cult of vicious and horrifying beasts that are now Perpetuated from a putrid Hellspawn by Lucifer’s own command! Corrupted with the presence of sacrilegious beasts of true violence Who hate all aspects of humankind with their spirit of maleficence, And wince not whilst decapitating the heads of those who disagree With them, and creating a mindless havoc of unparalleled tragedy That’s become an expected, sad occurrence of Mankind writ large! Brandishing a razor-sharp, coal-black-blade is their evil incarnation, Of a time, that’s totally indicative of their chaotic rampage of bloody Burning attacks as battlegrounds are drawn into an eternal darkness, From whence there may be no return since there’s a dark, blood-red Poison, from the dark afterlife, in which every drop of blood is toxic! Every drop of this spilt blood-red poison has a deadly demonic aroma, That produces nasty swarms of ravenous locusts to torment all innocent Victims caught between the machinations of Almighty God and Lucifer. In this reality, these evil spirits cast their malevolent spells without any Scruple, wishing for Mankind’s swift destruction by Lucifer himself! Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – November 24, 2017 (Quintain)