A reign of terror, and untelling power unfold.
Preying on the living their fear, amusment,
A guardian for them, forceing removement.
Now recruting power, shackled in hate,
Searching for a weakness to use as bait.
The tortures of it’s mind, kept in check,
Thinking, unleashing on those it will infect.
A light vibration, the ripple it seeks,
An opening for revenge the entity leaps.
The untold truth from what it has done,
Has left a family in silence and numb.
What would they say? and who would it to?
An unbelievable rendition attempted, askew.
The power of helplessness charges our foe,
Deepening it’s ability on fear it will grow.
That figure appears again, the enemy of sort,
Approaches this time out of cautious remorse.
Sensing the power and what the entity has become,
The figure examines it carefully done.
A dance of silence, encircleing, they prepare,
For the forthcoming events telling not of despare.
A fight it will be, for supremecy in dominence,
Forsetting their place in exiled prominence.
Demons their called, being bannished from the rest.
Left for eternity in darkness to their protest.
Only the living can be affected, tortured by their hate,
It’s through them, for power, the demons interogate.
Once an entity adopts a name,
It’s said through this power a demon is made.
Encarserated to this eternity the demon abides,
Never to be released to the other side.
For status over the living and condemed by their hate,
It is here were they fight gaining power for fate.
A fate which lies passing to the sacred planes,
Releasing the souls peacefully never again named .