Devils' Delight

Cruising through existence Each minute counts the hour; The present is the moment For the future to devour. Languishing in this eternity - In the purgatory of the mind; When looking for the answers Beware of what you’ll find. The demon has many faces All of which are yours; It delights in every weakness And demolishes us in scores. These devils dance in packs - Partners withered at their feet; The demons of our soul Are hungry for the feast. Crafty creatures of the dark, Nimble nymphs of the night; When earthly hopes are lost, Beware the devils' delight.