In Evils Reign

In the darkest hour,

Evil peers from his tower,

Looking for his prey

That he will conquer today.

His breath stinks of sour

Souls that he will devour,

A faceless demon made

From the dark chaos enslaved.

With his awesome power

To make his victims cower

He is the fear you feel

When a coiled snake attacks

He is the anger’s seal

As rain and wind beat the shack

He is the voice that’s heard

Ushering you to do wrong

He’s the master of deception.