The Master of Evil Welcome to the halls of night, The master will attend you soon. I see your faces, full of fright, Reflect the light of moon. Come closer, please, and have no fear, It is all right, you've been expected. The master's going to appear, No longer you will be neglected. Don't show yourself oblivious, You know exactly where you are! For me you seem ridiculous, Because I know your end's not far. I have some grievance against you! Your life has been an only sin. For you, there is no need to sue For mercy - feel the guilt within. Let's begin the torture now, The master finally will arrive. It would be good for you to bow To him - or you will feel the knive. The smell of sulfur's in your nose, The only thing you do is wait, You feel the fire getting close And what you see is hate. An angel dressed in scaring black, Behind his mask the face of death, And deadly eyes are on your back And you've done your last breath. I greet you, o my lord of darkness, And offer you my worthy gift: These souls have come here to confess, Now you can handle them so swift. You know that there is no escape, You are imprisoned by the master. And while on death you concentrate, You feel your heart beat faster. And suddenly you hear him speak, And panic spreads in all your mind. Your might is gone - you now are weak And hope for help of any kind. But soon you see you wait in vain, Cause evil rises all around And you can feel the mortal pain And stumble to the ground. The human sin, that is desire, Was once experienced by me. So I became the son of fire And fire now is all I see. But when I came here to this chamber, The master made an invitation, He looked at me, with eyes of amber, And then he offered me salvation. And desperately I was frustrated, But in this deal I saw my fate, And soon I found out that I hate it, But already it was too late. And now you know how I became This evil creature of the night. And nowadays I feel no shame, I think I'm doing right. Just as me - you'll be a slave And suffer through a horrid time. One day you'll wake up in your grave And live on as a mime. You can't decide, have no own will, A servant of the master's rule. And if he orders you to kill You do it and stay cool. The time is over, drink the potion And thus the last step will be done. You now are free of all emotion Your mortal end has come. When I had seen these guys at first, There was a feeling of relief, But through the master they were cursed And so I lost my last belief. The master somehow is so great, Although his deeds are evil. From his might there's no escape, We all behave as he will. There's no one left, and in the end We all are servants of the night, And through the portals we descend To hell, and we'll have lost the fight. And looking back, there's emptiness, And nothing more can be still We've lost our souls for pagan bless The master of all evil. (c) by Phil, a.k.a. one of THE POETS OF DARKNESS
Reason for writing:
I just had to set free all my anger. I admit, it's a bit confusing, but maybe you like it. (I have to say: I don't praise Satan or whatever, don't think bad of me. It's just a poem!)
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