In darkness the evil slips in <br />the cloudy mind of ill <br />breaths upon the still shadows of myth <br />you turn toward the fire for warmth <br />and illuminate your faces grace <br />the demon begins his eating with glee <br />struggling to recover you try to wake <br />the demon taste the sweet sweat of fear <br />your soul it would claim this tonight <br /> <br />the door to your soul is open <br />the demon scream in greed <br />its need to feed its hunger grows <br />It's desire has lost all control <br />Nothin now stands in its way <br /> <br />The soul screams as the demon takes hold <br />the beauty wilts and lets go <br />the nobel views of right and worng <br />loose their hold as the demon feasts <br />in the gathering blackness of night <br />transformation takes place <br />the demon disappears <br /> <br />The sun touches the sky in the east <br />the monster open its eyes <br />the house still deep in sleep <br />the monster moves around <br />learning how to use its host <br />smiling, its deeds to bend <br />the heart of those that are at hand <br />the monster stirs the fire <br />the heat within its heart hot with hate <br />it begins to extract its vengenance, its pay <br />damnation begins today.<br /><br />Michael Brock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-darkness-the-evil-slips-in/
