Forever Aflame

In the depths of night, where shadows seethe, In the Devil's wrath, the darkness breathes. His fiery eyes, ablaze with rage, His wicked laughter, echoes for an age. With cloven feet, he paces the night, Harnessing chaos, his dark might. His presence, a tempest, a malevolent force, Evoking terror, remorse with no remorse. He revels in sin, in every depraved desire, Fueling damnation, a wicked fire. His whispers of poison, the seeds he sows, Corrupting souls, as darkness grows. The Devil's fury, a symphony of disdain, Unleashing havoc, inflicting unending pain. Beware his wrath, for he knows no rest, His power unfathomable, a relentless tempest. Through wickedness and evil, he takes his claim, In realms lost to light, forever aflame.