Dance Of The Demons
SLOWLY clouds of flowing white
DRAWN out from the core
INTO my sight
THE ghostly figures borne out of
NIGHT released their power and
THEIR might
GHOSTLY demons danced around, climbing from beneath the ground
GRINS upon their death mask faces
REVEALED the beast the flesh replaces, for in deaths
DECAY the sin of Satan will seize the day
IN maggot ridden crumbled bones, in
BRITTLE bodies where the groans of grinding
TOOTH are heard, where
THE monstrous wailings of the herd of dancing
DEMONS pranced across the graves, they
DANCED where flame red shadows lay, cast from a burning torch
IN a crumbling old crypt within its porch they chanted the devil’s name
HAND the hatred down in shame, where in the haze the demons gaze
HELD the secret of the midnight hour when time it
CIRCLES to release the power far
ACROSS this bleak and brutal land
THE palace of the evil one is erected here
SILENT angels hide behind their wings in fear
GRAVES of those borne out of sin always sing
AMONGST the shrouded darkness of the cemetery
TOMBSTONE tower beneath skeletal tree, small creatures cower as
VINE creeps slowly up the stone
ENTWINED here within their cage of bone
PILLARS of rage spiral high
BUT Satan does hold sway here when you die
AWAY you monstrous breed
YOU wish that God would scream
VILE beast we will cast that callous
TWISTED form of yours back amongst the hell fire where
HOARDS of rampaging demons do belong
AWAY you hold no sway here
AWAY your wickedness be gone…
