Hells Grand Nite Poem by Brad Kellum

Fearfully dreamed through repetitive screams.
Death of light, Hell's grand night.
Glorified flight of demons contrite.
Fell from grace, ones' lost innocence facade.
Scorned delight of the devils' ballet.
Skillfully kilned upon the heathen cauldron.
Loving hands of darkness conspire.
Embracing... Caressing... Leading to the consorted fire.
Pleasingly kept among unwanted desire.
Ominous spires set before time eternal.
Bleeding descent of the soulless repent.
Placed upon his evil prayer.
Sanctity below our knees, we are to become slain slayer.
Spiritless, contorting my diseased remains.