The Devil's Call

In shadows deep, where demons dwell, she crept The devil's grip around her soul Each night, haunted by nightmares so vile, Waking up drenched in sweat, all the while The echoes of hell's flames, they did resound, As she tried to escape, but was bound To the darkness that consumed his very being, His spirit torn, her heart fleeing Sage in hand, she cleansed the house of sin, Banishing the demons that dwelled within But still, the whispers of evil did persist, A constant reminder of what she had missed The devil's laughter echoed in her mind, A cruel reminder of the fate she'd find In the end, there was no escape, From the hellish grip of her own dark fate So beware, dear reader, of the devil's call, For once he has you, you will surely fall And in the darkness, you'll forever dwell, Haunted by nightmares, dragged down to hell