Nefarious

Feel the caustic wickedness

That sallies forth from fiery eyes.

Cage the beast before it flies

To dust the souls of piety.

 

Demons breathing firebrand

Nefarious in their delight

To capture unsuspecting minds

And bend them into shapes of fear.

 

Plotting as the village sleeps,

Plodding through the endless night

To land on open windowsills,

Set to pounce before the dawn.

 

Preying on the innocents

Who fail to recognize their fate,

Who sadly fain to raise their shields,

Never reach to draw their swords.

 

Praying for a silver knight to

Cleanse the stale and fetid air,

To quell the dread iniquity

And save the maiden fair.