It Is Here

Horror.

None shall resist and all shall obey

The mortals of the realm of air

A curse is on their powerless souls

Their vision is blurred

Their perception is suppressed

By that which is within and beyond

They suffer in thralldom

Infernal chains on their brittle weakened limbs

Skin is tearing

Bones are breaking

Illusions dancing on the barren land

Smoldering soil

Vehement cyclones of dust and hellish fire

There is order

In the midst of this omnipresence of dread

The terrifying faces of the tall green specters

Afflict the mortal souls

With innumerable fissures

Mountains melt into the oceans

And skeletal beings arise from the earth

They crawl

And they crave the flesh of the enslaved

The torment they endure

Is not enough to take their lives

Smoke and flashing fights

Ensnare the minds of the earthborn thralls

Despair

And so much destruction

All is torn

Infinity of pain

There is something out there

There is something inside

Malevolent tyranny commands them all

And all of them can feel it

Like a malignant plague

There is one that dwells in the blackland mist

Its essence lies in the depths of the void

The fiery chasm in the breaking fallen world

Is the product of the darkness

That exists without a cause

Beginningless

Everlasting

It sees all without eyes

And it knows all without a mind

It is here

And it will never go away

Reviews

[JoJo Hallows]

I think it's funny how you have such an affinity for demonic possesion, hell and the paranormal. Upon first glance, sure you'd think of the interest. If someone got to know you, they'd not see the interest. If the really bonded with you, they'd see how much it means to you. I'd like to learn more about what it means because it's such a dramtic theme that you enjoy. It seems so seperate from you though, personally.