Here come the voices

The voices started tonight,
From behind the closet, in the darkest light......
As I laid there and I begged with fright,
Please lord let me keep my soul tonight.

Slowly echoing across the empty air,
I could hear his growls and gut wrenching sneers,
Trapped in bed I watched him emerge,
No hooves or tails nothing from bibles or fairy tales,
An endless snake with arms and hands and teeth to tear,

A grotesque smile glimmering in the moon light,
One eye peering and checking the sights,
Slowly creaking open I could see it there,
A forgotten death angel, the truth of Christian fears.

A little closer he slithered and stirred,
He reached out to touch me, leaving behind the burns,
Another soul marked by the gods no one has ever heard.

He coiled before me, drenched in filth,
His stench paralyzed me, as his words spilled,
I am the furthest thought and a dying mans last sight,
I am the Leviathan, and I have awakened tonight,
Forget your angels they are like flies to me,
I am the ancient god that was left to dream,
Go Gather me followers and observe my rites,
Or feel my wrath when I throw you to the true hollowness
................... Of the night!!