Sweet,
Burning,
Passionately sinister;
Beautiful,
Addictive,
wet
with the thick,
metallic liquid
that brings life to dead flesh;
Shimmering in the light
off of a new, sharp blade;
Gushing,
flowing
like a violent waterfall
during a storm,
washing over
the sack of miserable
skin that rots away
my very existence;
Putrid sustenance of
undead beasts,
and creatures
of the night;
dripping from
open wounds
of victims
as slick, sharp
metal chills flesh
as it slices with
sharpened edges.
Did you ever wonder what happened after the Archangel Michael through the demons out of heaven? Let one of them guide you through the origin of evil in the world.