Only more lost souls everywere amassing.
Entrapped in sadness, hatred, and solitude,
Awaiting it’s chance to display some attitude.
The entity of turmoil, darkness confused.
Living eternally, a lost soul abused.
It stalks all chance of being unmastered,
Enslaved by the darkness, the emotional bastard.
Displaying acts of fear for the utmost attention.
Holding to it’s cell of lost hopes, for redemption.
Terrorizing the conscripts in the realm of the living.
Through torture and intimidation a feeling revitaling.
Expressions of submission and fear about,
A thought of living again, happiness throughout.
Statement of disapproval the living react.
Engaging in battle, the field intact
Another figure, mysterious and closing,
Exiles the soul for improper imposing.
Trapped again, stuck in shackles of hate,
The entity enraged, accnologing it’s fate.
Envirgoratting the chance for revenge,
Potential for power and growing to no end.
It’s searching and seeking, just one sign,
A hope to terrorize, a feeling undenied.