Sorcerer

Cloaked in ragged robes of dark vermillion
a twisted, corpse-like being starts to sing
chanting words no throat was meant to utter
and snickering at thoughts of what they'll bring

His rotting, bony fingers gesture wildly
sparks of green Hell-fire kiss the air
filling every mortal soul with madness
and nightmare dreams of torture and despair

Bubbling corruption flows in rivers
inundating everything in sight
as ancient, flying Demons ride the darkness
bringing forth their own eternal night

A mindless evil swirls into existence
a crawling chaos covering the Earth
causing every living, breathing creature
to curse the very God who gave them birth

and as his final howls dissolve in silence
he kneels before a thing no eye should see
and it, in turn, proceeds to nibble slowly
this self-same fool who dared to set it free


C.  Lon  R.  Bruso