Beyond the island of mysteries

I found the terrors of the world alike

Then, the book of the Devil was saved from light

The evil powers unleashed as fear,

fear which hid behind the unknown

The day the book landed on me,

the fear held me so tightly

The sky turned red, thicker than blood

I began to feed on blood

Lucifer's melodies filling my soul

and the chantings poured down to my veins

as the blistering frost, froze my mind

World was crumbled in fear

As it remained struck in insanity

No there were no heroes to abide to normal

Heroes sojourned in the devils

but as the manhood turned the faces

executed in their own minds

A glint remained in my frozen mind

which conceded the eyes to view warmth of hearts

But still I subsist as the disciple of the devil

Subdued by the devil behind your back...

Writer's note: This is an experiment. I am trying to write different. If any of this is relatable, that's the horror of the world we live in.