De Evil

Speak of the devil for the devil shall come

In the name of the father, the son, his will be done

Let them come down, dark corners of the soul

To cry foul of their innocence

And corrupt those of well tempered hearts

Seal edgling’s fiend storm,

Born of the frayed edges of man’s existence

Dredged from the antichrist's underbelly

Corrupting the juror’s tongue to perjure omnipotent decadence

Let the firestorm’s sonnet

Scald the newborn babe;

Let their wretched forms

Steel pregnant mothers against

Love unconditional they might otherwise have given

Use your time wisely,

Lead the fledglings astray by your word and by deed

Waking hours of daymares in summertime

And sleep’s call to nightmares in wintertime

Feast upon the sweetness leeched of adolescent hearts

Innocence, drowned

Seek shelter amidst thorns of ignorance

Inbred, ingrained, incessed into the recesses of the weak minded fool

Bathing in the blood-dimmed tide

Suffer the wayfarer’s suffering by barring your door-

Bleed out loveborn,

Effervescent sweet loveborn

Tonight hell’s champion calls us to arms

He's already loosed the pups of Cerberus,

Breast fed upon the blood-soaked nectar of naught

As suckled from the teat of Persephone

Echo these screams, mandragora-esque newborns,

Slaughtering the wails of yesteryear

We are reborn today, tomorrow, in the blood bath of our future

Bury all hope, all optimism, all light

Permeating within this darkest of chasms,

Pulsing innards of man’s heart

Life is sacrifice, but henceforth

There will be no rewards

Now dark magic’s prefecture is the architecture of new lifeblood

For this archfiend type creature

Here's the all seeing mirror to remind you

What’s within is indeed all ugly and cold

Call the devil, and of course he will answer

Hearing no evil

Speaking no evil

Seeing no evil

For the evil is you

Speaking of the devil

Dancing with the devil

Feeding the devil in you

© 2008 Eugene Aarons-Cooke