Descend to Darkness

Into darkness does descend
This world of hateful men 
The source of light, so faint is 
The blaze from the beast's den.

Cruel trampling of innocent 
Heavens rend with fearful cries, 
No sign of hominal repent 
Or shame as virtue dies.

The flow of humane traditions 
That once bred justice and truth, 
Has turned to vile doctrines
Spewing venom with its froth.

As humanity lay hanging 
On the vile tree of despair 
With gloomy song-a-humming, 
Evil swings forth with flair.