Demented Creatures

When the world was created
There was peace on earth
Now the good will has faded
And overtaken by turf

If we could see beyond reality
We would see the evil lore
And the brutish mentality
So grotesque, you'd not want more

Medievil horrors of the dead
Haunting the walls of hell
Echoes through their demented heads
And doing it very well

Their remains surround you
So many are referred to as leeches
Sucking your mind out as they do
Creating more demented creatures