Dearest Demons

Oh demons what games you play with crosses and graves.    
Deadly weapons engaged,  and they are not just a physical threat.        
No sir,  no childs' play here,  but not exactly a gentlemens' game either.      
     
The simple agony of your presence burns my crosses into my soul.      
Its as if the crosses were dipped in unholy water...      
 Water impregnated with the devil and his sinister minions.      
     
Oh demons what games you play with crosses and graves.      
Deadly weapons engaged,  and they are not just a physical threat.        
No sir,  no childs' play here,  but not exactly a gentlemens' game either.      
     
You stalk as if it is necessity,-      
As if you would wither away
if you do not hunt and kill whatever soul you can;      
Sending it into a malicious void.      
     
Oh demons what games you play with crosses and graves.