SAVAGE SOULS CRY IN PAIN <br />BITTER HAVOC IN THE RAIN <br />ALL IS LOST, ALL INSANE. <br />DEVIL CLASSIC, SO MUNDANE. <br /> <br />TEARS OF FIRE CROSS THY FACE, <br />CREATURES STIR AND QUICKEN PACE. <br />HEARTS OF STONE WE EMBRACE, <br />ONE LAST NIGHT, THE HUMAN RACE. <br /> <br />MIRRORED IMAGES OF THE MOON TO BE, <br />BLACKENED BY THE MIDNIGHT SEA. <br />THUNDER SHATTERS, THE LIGHTING'S FREE, <br />THE NIGHT IS FRIGHTENING, WE ALL AGREE. <br /> <br />PANIC STRICKEN, AND WITH DISPAIR, <br />WE CRAWL OUT IN THE DARK COLD AIR. <br />AND AS WE WATCH WHAT WE CAN'T BARE, <br />THE DEVIL LAUGHS IN HIS LAIR. <br /> <br />EVIL LURKS, WITHIN US ALL, <br />WAITING FOR THE GOOD TO TAKE A FALL. <br />WITH GREEDY HASTE IT STANDS UP TALL, <br />AND TAKES THE DEVIL'S CURTAIN CALL. <br /> <br />REB<br /><br />Rik Bertrand<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/devils-curtain-call/
