The Devil’s Opinion to his Minion
by Brian Thomas Armstrong
Who is the darkest in the night, the devil asked his ghoul
Tis you my sire his minion spoke, but the devil corrected his tool
Tis you my sire his minion spoke, but the devil corrected his tool
Tis man the devil told the demon, like an artist of pain I
just enhance
the depth their darkness takes them too, by causing tragic happenstance
which gives me a chance to feed upon the blackness lurking in their souls
then lance their human hearts as well
and slowly drain their love and hope into fiery bowls from hell
The devil’s minion looked perplexed and asked his king another question
But if you didn’t make them oh so evil inside, as their good book it does say
then who did such a deed, to those so young, to this old universe
and then cruelly bound them to judgement day
The Devil Said: It was as is written in their book, my hand was not at play
Yahweh made them in his own image, and from him their darkness lays
For their heavenly God is more Yin and Yang than I can ever be
for I am all Yin which suites me well, but both is attributed to humanity.
The Devils subordinate shook its head, clearly failing to understand,
while the Devil laughed and patted its ugly head,
with one hand as the creature pondered,
and then the Devil looked at the big round world above them,
content and with an evil grin,
then he looked down at the small World
God long ago had given him,
that was still placed in his other hand
the depth their darkness takes them too, by causing tragic happenstance
which gives me a chance to feed upon the blackness lurking in their souls
then lance their human hearts as well
and slowly drain their love and hope into fiery bowls from hell
The devil’s minion looked perplexed and asked his king another question
But if you didn’t make them oh so evil inside, as their good book it does say
then who did such a deed, to those so young, to this old universe
and then cruelly bound them to judgement day
The Devil Said: It was as is written in their book, my hand was not at play
Yahweh made them in his own image, and from him their darkness lays
For their heavenly God is more Yin and Yang than I can ever be
for I am all Yin which suites me well, but both is attributed to humanity.
The Devils subordinate shook its head, clearly failing to understand,
while the Devil laughed and patted its ugly head,
with one hand as the creature pondered,
and then the Devil looked at the big round world above them,
content and with an evil grin,
then he looked down at the small World
God long ago had given him,
that was still placed in his other hand
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