Vile

An old withered tree in Satan’s Eden
It was once the home of the most vile evil ever to befall this world
Many Devoted believe him truly dead
Slain by Radriar whose eyes are blood-red
Yet here I study, ponder, and question
The seals must never be broken
for he cannot be allowed to return
With flames and hatred his eyes will burn
Rage and destruction will sweep through the querns
The farms, the hills and the forest ferns 
will be blackened like ash
in an old, dusty urn 
Those who remain will follow him
Or he will take what they cherish most-
their eternal life.
Living life like death in a bottomless pit
Crawling and stealthy like a sneaky bandit
Evil, cruel, brutal and malicious
He cannot stop his madness
He’s raging and helpless 
His anger boils 
like a pot of hot water
Gathering his army for revenge
He plans to raid at dusk and dawn
His power brings awe like a beautiful black swan
All will perish.
Let Armageddon begin. 
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