Demons Play

Curling smoke
Chimneys high
Not a joke
Tainted sky

Over Towers
Golden, Black
Deadly showers
fadeing, lack

The death lands still blister
A scorching a sharp blaze
Inner hatreds fester
Red clowdy haze

Rapid rivers
Filled with blood
Shakeing shivers
winding flood

Of etherial skies
Eternial outland ways
All life form dies
Plaugeing wastland gaze

Crimson red
Bleeding down
On my head
Stains my crown

The only land marker
A red dieing tree
Tis' further and darker
Where few shall see

Never resting
Demons play
Ever lusting
Whispers say

Survive the long walk, walk to the tree
An aincent monster awaits unto ye
A meaning, of your next life to be
Only then, shall you ever see

Watching close
Look not away
Endless flows
Dancing sway

Distruction has her forceful ways

Laughing, haunting
Here they go
Wakeing, taunting
endless flow

Dreams tower sits high, up in a haze

Late at night
My demons play
Within my sight
Break of day

Dynasty and his Godly blaze

Is this where
The demons play
Strikeing fear
Where they may

Death comes quick to all who gaze

Auras danceing
Red and black
Angles lanceing
Demons track

Etherial struggles of etrnal war
Divided by the towers four