Satan is dead

Darkness without death
wailing, abseiling
into a bottomless pit
dry rotten corpse

alive for thousand year
Soul still inside
feel the crawl of insects
slow eating parasites

their teeth gnawing
softened skull
heart has decayed
arteries full of puss

brain cells blackened
death never arrived
whatever has survived
very much the doubtful

hateful, spite thrived
monster, suffers violently
screams silently
no one to hear,

no one to care
no one to cry
just demons and I
waiting for the day

when oppressed have a say
punishment be found
chained and bound
hell I come

immense welcome
by devil himself
a score to settle
how I dare meddle

take centre stage
in pain and hate
defining demons fate
I smile, and I smirk

make Satan easy work
vanquishing demons king
declaring hell my domain
no one to remain sane

humanity to suffer
intolerable excruciating pain
as I did for eons in
my limbs’ rotten veins