The Abomination to Reckon With

In a time of darkness
Came forth a demonic form, taking hold of the world by the horns...
Creating more mass devastating mass destruction than had ever been seen in any part of mans history.
All of the mortals begging to be saved by a light that had never truely existed,
it had only within the minds of no control.
Unto thee walked an abomintion.
With every last drop of hope, the mortals prayed for a savior.
Ceasing to ever come before each of the mortals, they feel dropped to their knees.
The demonic abomination then bestow a force to reckon with.
The world came to a halt, never to see the light of day again.
Mortals then became one with the unstoppable demonic force.
And yet this force did not stop there, came to cruxify every last living soul,
making each the minions they were born to become.
What was once, will never be...
As all whom hoped for the savior to come, no longer then nor would ever come to exist.

Copywritten By:
Casandra - Goddess of Darkness
January 2, 2006