Feast Day

Imagine a place full of frightening horrors,
Your aways scared to hear those screeching roars,
The on slaughter of a non stop war,
All because of that mystical door.

You see people lying all over the streets,
In the background you hear rumbling war beats,
You wonder why it must be this way,
Probably because today is Satins feast day!

Your worried about your life,
You've already lost your wife,
Horrible monsters, those things are,
Right now they are not that far.

Do the rebels stand a chance?
They're in a silly defensive stance,
The devils eat your living soul,
With there eyes that burn like coal.

The rebels drop to there knees,
The devils now hold the keys,
Today is Satins feeding day,
So everyone will pay, pay, PAY!