Death was waiting for it's finger nails to grow long, so it could grab him in the back and drag him into another world were all it's secrets lived.

His double life was catching up.

All his lies had to stop, his demons would never leave him turning his smile into something evil.

To sacrifice he would never think twice. His black book was filled with secret rituals to  conjure many different demons that were blood thirsty.    

In the morning whilst we were sleeping, he was awake feeding demons plotting and scheming.

His food was always special it was blessed from Hell with a message from Satan.

With words he had to speak to take control of what we think, from a smokeless fire to what the snake desired.

He would make sure your soul was promised to those that come from the fire. To him *** was never pleasure! 

It was this way to show the demons that they had his blessing. He would take your soul and slowly live off it.

Sit back and watch your whole world crumbling. The more souls he takes the stronger he begins to hate.

There's not a twinkle when you look into his eyes, it's the evil that scares ya at night.

He was consumed by guilt at power, the angel of death is coming even if he tries to run away faster.

JidosReality 24.4.14