Rehdrimer's Influence Poem by Aaron Lynn

Obedient and fiendish.
Is the priest that chants the pages.
Hooded summoners of evil.
Ah, a seance for the ages.

We await the final verses.
With sheer terror in our chests.
But we're aware, yes, we expect!
Debauchery shall infest...

'Rehdrimer! Rehdrimer!
Arise with your hate!
Rehdrimer! Rehdrimer!
Bring man to his fate! '

The earth explodes, as do our hearts.
As that sickening form ascends.
Armless, legless, bleeding head.
Intending human's end.

Blood erupts from the entity's head.
Our coven fearfully beholds.
Fluids splash upon us all.
And seep into our souls.

And oh! That scream, that dreadful scream...
Mere words cannot describe.
No knight, no hero can withstand.
The cry of demonkind.

And as that voice pierces my mind.
Chaotic foreign groans.
I get a sudden urge.
Bringing hatred to my bones.

A cannibalistic hunger.
Rising in a timid heart.
The yearn for human flesh.
Tears my former soul apart.

The screaming stops and Rehdrimer grins.
At mortal horrors he has formed.
Crimson eyed and sharpened nails.
With lust for blood and gore.

Solace in putridity.
Beauty in the foulest stench.
Devouring the murdered.
So our hunger can be quenched.