Are the demons dead?
Noway people say...
Surrounded by magic
With things we can't explain...
"Do it," it whispers.
"One throw and you're done."...
A pretty little girl
Sitting in a tree...
This is the end.
I fought long and hard to get here...
It was late the night we met
The moon casting its celestial glow...
It is said,
our eyes see only the surface of reality...
Mom and dad don't know why,
Their precious son...
Abomination,
Their creation...
Darkness is here
I can feel it...
A candle shines through fabric
Flickering, wavering...
The boy rides further to the stream
from the hillside the water seems clean...