The Devil sleeps in a dark cold cell,

He listens to the cries of the children below.

And as each one dies, he becomes more fueled with rage.

When night comes the bolted doors opens,

And he has the rein, God vanishes.

He smiles and signals his demons to get ready,

They fly and hang from the rooftops of the damp castle roof.

The skies turn a charcoal black and begin to circle and twirl the castles towers.

Thunder cracks the skies and blood begins to pour from the clouds, stars vanish.

This is the signal.

The Demons dive like eagles after pray,

They extend their dark wings as they get closer to the ground,

And as they turn to mist, the demon squeezes into children's rooms.

It enters the child's mind and gathers all the bad.

The Devil wants his memories back.

Chloe