The Feast

Screams fill the air,
As blood begins to flow.
The feast begins…
Flesh begins to tear,
As demons fly to and fro.
The feast begins…
Bodies stack p high,
And yet a tear is not shed.
The feast begins…
Hands held to the forgotten sky;
The sins are finally fed.
The feast begins…
All hearts lie still,
Captive within their shells.
The feast begins…
The path of which is real,
Winds below where the beast dwells.
The feast begins…
Below blood sodden grass,
The eternal reach beggingly.
The feast begins…
Limbs crashing among the mass,
As all wish to finally see.
The feast begins…
It is time for the beast to feed,
And no soul will be spared.
The feast begins…
The demons of his seed,
Tear through screaming flesh without care.
The feast begins…
From the birth of the child,
Came our untimely end.
The feast begins…
Whose temper was deceptively mild,
He pushed us down the bend.
The feast begins…
Led us down,
Into the fiery hell.
The feast begins…
Where now he wears his crown,
And laughs at all who fell.
The feast begins…