Departure To Abyss Poem by Charles Karia

Some devils hunting you today,
Were invited by your fathers;
In shrines and dark rituals,
Acquiring bloodline passwords.
And destiny administrator rights.

Your father wanted great wealth,
And victory over hated enemies.
And topriests of dark side.
He went at night with pricey gifts,
And sold his offspring's souls.

Their natural home was the Abyss,
Till they were summoned to help,
It's your turn now precious saint,
And the priest of the most high,
To undo the mess of your fathers,

Now banish the demons to Abyss,
Where the legion pleaded strongly,
With glorious lord not to be sent;
Their tomentfulGod given home.
From where they originally came.