The Demon

Long ago it seems so long things no longer are what they seem

Characters from a generation past are we

Yet still there is a tale to tell so macabre as to defy reality

Long ago my lady and I were taken captive by a demon at the waters of the hidden stream

Beautiful was she were the waters of that lovely stream that came to silence even that final scream The Demon came creeping from within yet beyond the waters a reflection projection of brilliance was all there was to see 

In wonder I watched as you approached it to see what that source of brilliance could be

Suddenly the demon appeared I heard your fateful scream that 

would haunt forever my every dream

There within that grisly scene blood flowing upon the waters of the stream I called upon

All of Gods Angels at their summoning only then did the demon flee

In such grief a madness seized my mind and lead me out unto the water 

where I could no no longer swim

As I went down I thought of thee thought of the afterlife where we would find peace 

And happiness everlasting

Long ago it seems awakening upon the streams mossy bank where 

the sunlight seemed to fall colourless and dim

There beside me you my love lie slowly awakening

The colour the light of the sun the texture of the world formed within your eyes 

As they were opening 

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