Death By Debonair



Razor sharp nails clicking with anxiousness

to rip apart planets and tear through hearts

the crown of jewels atop her hair

symbolizing an era of unadulterated chaos



Levitating through civilizations

and over dark, slick pools of blood

flaming lands now reduced to ashes

survivors dying from fear alone



Laughing loudly from the surrounding anguish

destroying the last remaining hopes

sapping strength from the death and decay

inheriting pleasure from the peoples' loss



She rises up in power to topple dimensions

injecting poison into nighttime dreams

watching silently as fright ensues



The blood of lives forever flows over her palms

as she grins softly showing sharp teeth

blue eyes dark and deeper than the sea

a dress of black darker than night



Residing in dark minds and bidding her time

just waiting to spread her evil essence

her revolution is merciless and cold



Pain and hate only make her untouchable

and it leads only to man's eternal end.