Creeping evil spreads its blight,
Dulls the masses, kills their sight,
Rules with cunning, rules with lies,
Crushing those who dare be wise.

Fools obey and bow to sin,
Chasing "joy" through filth within.
Darkness laughs—its goal is met,
Dragging all through mire and sweat.

Madness paves a twisted way,
Guiding hordes to slow decay.
Blind, they march through shadowed gates,
Unaware of doomed fates.

Tyranny will mask its name,
Dressed in order, crowned in flame.
With a leash of steel and code,
You will serve or bear the load.

Yet destruction breaks the chain,
Fire purges, cleanses pain.
Still, when ashes cool at last,
Hell is waiting—just recast.

Hell returns in different guise,
Feeding off the blind and wise.
For the meek accept their chains,
And the liars play their games.