Verbal cage of destiny

I have captured fire greater than that of any wealth
 in a verbal cage feeding on the hot air that I beltch
I lured it in to its ultimate entrapment, with waves upon waves
Of enourmously potent and suggestively powerful content
It will forever feed and grow stronger without dwindle
A drop of sweat from my brow as it spews words from its kindle
I was blessed by the gods, gained their verbal and mental capacity
Before my exhistance demons had found scarcity in the face of audacity
In my creation the demons saw the soul and the mind of a literary machinist
The only one capable of harnessing this fiery ball of demonic genious
Now burdened with this knowledge, purpose, and godlike fiery intensity
My passion ever burns with the fires of hell in this verbal cage of destiny