Devil take you

 

The mists wreath the mountain tops

The cold seeps through you like tiny drops.

There’s a gathering storm in those towers of stone

As you stare standing there almost alone.

 

The gods are absent from this scene

As you lose your mind to the dark and the dank.

He’s rolling down an unbeaten path

Like an undiagnosed psychopath

 

His staring eyes red with hellfire take you aback

But your rooted like stone to a spot in a gap

Between the real and that terrible black

His hounds howl through the night an evil pack.

 

His cloak wraps around you covering you in black

Your his meal, your his feast as he takes you back.

He walks you up through the unholy storm

And every memory comes from when you were born.

 

He holds you close in his petrified hands of cold.

Its then you know bastardised all that’s told.

He’s your father he’s your priest he’s your future.

He’s silent, but you hear it all like a silent sutra.

 

Sewing up your mouth sewing up your eyes.

His feet leave the cold dank ground as he flies.

He’s taking you home to a brimstone abode.

You’d better know buddy you aint never coming back.