Flickering Lights and Bleeding Halls (part 2 of 3)

I will tell you right now
what I said I surely would.
Will you please listen now?
Well, that is, if you could?

I've got a lot to say,
soon, as in later today,
and I will tell them to you,
just listen, okay?

A whole lot of blood
used to bleed out the halls,
and no one could hear
the peoples' screams and calls.

No one could hear a voice.
No one could hear a choice.
The demons found the women
to be so moist and warm,
sucking on their bodies,
with not a single warn.

No one could help
the people to stop their yelps.
The demons overpowered everyone,
chewing down and eating their bodies.

People were considered to be low class.
The demons only wanted the women
with huge, soft and tender asses.
No one could help but die,
listen to the victims' cry,
watch the victims be slain,
as they crawl under their beds and hide.

I would have helped sooner,
fucking off their heads,
but I had to wait 'til later,
when I had weapons and experience.

Two hundred million people
dead in a single night.
Next day, four hundred million
who did not survive.
It was getting worse,
as they days went by.
If I didn't move soon,
I would surely die.

So, the day came that I had to help out...