The weight of guilt resting on his shoulders

The demons he sent now making him smoulder

 

Wishing he had never made that choice

But now he must bear this anxiety with its deafening noise

 

In his pursuit for control and power

He invoked demons in the darkest hour

 

But now they have him tightly within their grasp

And he's trapped in a never-ending dance with these demons, no chance to escape at last

 

Beneath the darkness, he tries to hide

But the demons he sent are always by his side

 

Their wicked whispers echoing in his mind

A constant reminder of the chaos he left behind

 

Now the demons he sent have become his curse

His actions have caused a never-ending verse

 

Of anxiety, guilt, and fear

For choosing to dance with demons, now he sheds endless tears

 

But it's too late, the damage is done

The demons he sent cannot be outrun

 

They have taken over his soul and mind

And he's left with nothing but regret and signs of decline

 

So let this be a warning, to all those who seek

To use dark energy and make the demons speak

 

For once they're unleashed, they cannot be tamed

And you'll forever be haunted by the anxiety they've claimed.