A demon's mirth

 

In shadowy depths of a forgotten realm

A demon lurks, with laughter at the helm

Its ghoulish voice, an eldritch sound

A chilling laughter that echoes around

From a place beyond, this fiend has come

A being of malice, with a will to harm

It chuckles and cackles, with each passing hour

Its malevolent humor, a dread-inspiring power

The demon's laughter, a maddening tune

Infects the mind, and corrupts the room

A harbinger of doom, it portends ill fate

A sign of horror, a warning too late

In dreams, it comes, with a face unknown

A laughing fiend, with a voice like a groan

A frightful image, that chills to the bone

A demon of madness, on a throne of stone

No mortal can escape, its baleful gaze

As it revels in chaos, and sets the world ablaze

With each snicker, the fabric of reality strains

A demon's laughter hurtling through planes

Its mirth is a curse, a sound from beyond

A cacophony of evil, in a voice so fond

For the demon's laugh, is a nightmare's reality

A testament to the horror's actuality