Him

He is the king of the Nether
He rules over Hell with an iron fist.
Although He doesn't control the weather.
He can control you mind with a simple mist.

In the beginning, he came to the Town.
He stayed quiet, until the storm came.
That's when the people's smiles all turned into a frown.

He uses power of the Dark
to manipulate everyone's train of thought.
He could use powers to get the power of a shark.
This battle had been lost, by all who had fought.

His force was too much for the town.
He slowly killed them, one by one.
The number of sane people began to go down.
This will be the battle that no one will ever win.

He gained more followers, those not wanting to die.
He devised a plan, calling it The End.
He said no one would get hurt, but that was a lie.
He'll give you wounds, no medicine can mend.

To go forth with His plan, He'll first cause fear.
Causing Nightmares, releasing mists and fogs.
But First!! Listen my dear.
Beware the summoned demons from the darkest bogs

After He's got your mind,
He'll call forth his army of beasts.
To eat all that they find.
To begin the Greatest of all Feasts!!!

He will find that one unlucky man,
He will turn him evil so he can fight.
He will use him to eliminate every opposing clan.
Using the powers of dark to destroy worshippers of light.

Soon He'll release the hounds of Hell.
To chase down the kids and gnaw on their heads.
To wear their little skeletons like a protective shell.
They will stalk them and kill them in their beds.

I don't care if you don't believe this story.
I don't know if you will truly see.
But if you meet me at the quarry,
Then I'll tell you,..................... what He told me.