Demonic

Oh bloody hell

I know it so well

The screams and the cries 

The many escape tries

Of death and sorrow 

There will be no tomorrow

I could laugh so 

With all the corpses in a row

My hands stained red

Looking over the dead

With hollow eyes

Oh the beautiful lies

It's a grand feast

To unleash the beast

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