Poetry

Evil Has Won

written by: azceltic

Death lingered on his lips

As he gasped for his last few breaths

The evilness had finally won

Consuming his body and

Capturing his soul

Now in darkness he will liv

Burned by the everlasting flame

There is no escape from this hell

The evilness won and there is no hope

Lost in dispair and tortured till

Driven mad the man quivers in a corner

Hoping the evil will not find him

Weeping for someone to save him

But there is no hope for the evil has won

Now the man will live in his hell

Forever and ever till he's driven

Insane by the demons who haunt

Him with no where to run and no where to

Hide for the evil will find you no matter

How fast you run or how hard you hide

For the evil has won