Unholy Embrace

In shadows dwell dark demonic arts, Where spirits gather, playing their parts. Whispers bewitch in the murky night, As souls commune, embracing the fright. Their eyes ablaze with infernal glee, A twisted community none can truly see. From fiery depths, they rise and roam, Together, seeking solace far from home. In midnight's embrace, they find release, Bound by darkness, and their wicked peace. Their laughter echoes through the endless void, While mortal hearts tremble, Feeling destroyed. Each demon shares its own unique pain, Finding solace amidst this forsaken terrain. Their serpentine tongues hiss ancient words, Echoing tales that can never be unheard. Yet within this abyss, a unity found, For demons, even in darkness, are tightly bound. So, let us beware those spirits unseen, For within their unity, darkness reigns supreme. Together they dance, with demonic grace, A community lost in their unholy embrace.