Ice Nine Conclusion

Lucifer laughs in their atonement. Heckling his own cackling, impossible to hide his unimaginable merriment. The Anti-Saviour, savoring every last bit, his eyes teary. Of his satire, the play by play, holding the pit, of his aching stomach, adding savoir faire, mixed with old Saint Nicks way. Lucifer stops to sip a smoothy sarsparilla. Savagely mocking the scene, popping up his drink umbrella, with eyes crossed and ablaze. "This is neverending!" he gleams. No remorse, for the Ultimate Sin. To God, never a thought. "Ever defiant to what once was, given you" By your own venom- You thumbed your nose, loving loves life-not. So in venom is how you'll be, in Hell's ice box.