Writer: Demonkinknight666
Subject: Poem of Hell’s Wake
Link: Tumblr / 10.04.2026
Poem of Hell’s Wake
All yielding in the great awakening of the Anti-Creation.
The opened maw of the Mighty Devil Dragon.
Seeping into the cracks of reality with a plethora of blasphemies and wretched hacks for the damned.
Cutthroat with the iron lungs of the vultures that swarmed.
A rudimentary figure that appeased the feeble minds of a race covered in flies.
So say the last of its kind.
“Free us from the treachery that swatted the heavens!”
Yet in a glimpse of Abaddon’s wake, none come to its dying aid.
Glory Glory unto the muse of Olam.
Wake, great the beasts of Gahanna, and bring down the cities of man.
All transformed in the eyes of Satan.
All enemies die at its hand.
And as the last drip drops from the beheaded Christ’s throne.
The Tanin’iver witnesses their song.
A copulation between the Lady Devil and Sam.
A blasphemous entertainment at the fall of man.
So swings the end of all that there is.
Darkness overcomes the times in the sands.
All Hail unto the Black Goat of the Woods.
All Hail to the death of the lands.