The voices of sorrow, forever unsaid,
In the depths of darkness, the Devil tree bled.
Whispers of torment, a symphony of pain,
From Hell's inferno, its roots spread wide.
Foul whispers of evil, like a wicked refrain,
Lost souls twisted and entwined in its grasp.
A symphony of screams, a relentless strain,
A haunting embrace, eternal rasp.
The Devil's dance, a macabre parade,
Its branches reached out, like the devil's hand.
Innocence decimated, all hope did fade,
Casting shadows across this desolate land.
The cries of the damned, a mournful band,
The roots, like serpents, slithered and crept.
Eternal damnation, the Devil's demand,
Feeding on anguish, redemption unswept.
©viralfreak
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