I saw deomons.

Howling echos of poison to the ears.

Seeing stones collapes,shatter at impact.

The apocolys is here.

Hit hard see my vision my vangaurd.

The tilt the transition.

Move aside,longing for pride, yet weary eyed.

Reckless an tired,fired at dispute.

Only to conclude,I saw demons.

Not a breath they take,by night they awake.

For pitys sake, locked from heavens gate.

Look of mighty sky, an eyes of shimmerinng sun,

all one.

Various forms they took.

For a chance of merre glance, no repentance.

I saw demons.

I saw demons.

Demons I saw!!