In the Darkest and Coldest World

In the darkest and coldest world one can find a flickering flame, never allowed to shine brightly and widely and break the macabre darkness; nothing could escape from here, from its torturous and squalid abyss... where each demon has a frown of austerity: ah, in this obscure confinement, I'd be afraid! In the darkest and coldest world the isolation is unbearably horrid; bats constantly squeak to scare off owls that coo, hunters hear their scary sound and speedily shoot; nobody shows compassion for the ugly creatures that only seek warm blood to feed their bellies! In the darkest and coldest world demons obey their master Lucifer, he controls them with his menacing looks and they dare not speak a rebellious word; this Fallen Angel with extreme handsomeness was thrown down to beautiful Earth from Heaven until he would complete his wrath: don't be prey to this vicious captor! In the darkest and coldest world nobody is free to breathe air and to rebel, to plot and seek revenge in unescapable Hell; and being doomed to obedience, there's no will to compromise, any disorder is harshly punished by a thousand lashes that make the flesh bleed!