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Demons


Amidst the darkest night

we destroy every thing in sight

we shout, titter, and cheer

as we breathe in the aroma of humanities fear

...it is we demons who own the night

twisted children of nights eternal

we fratrinize with the nocturnal

and gyrate with the infernal.

wreaking our insamity

we celebrate your children's calamity

lurking in the shadows as you walk along the percipeice...

you fall into the brink

and are welcomed to our family.

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xavir
<p>can i make this better? (open to suggestions)</p>

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