Demonthrone Poem by Aaron Lynn

Jump off the blinding carousel.

Look at your essence with open eyes.

A shroud of dark creations.

Hides in shadows of your stride.



Liars will snarl their tongues.

Deceptive intent with every word.

A voice echoes from out their lungs.

With too much filth to be observed.



That liar is also a leader, it seems.

Spreading cruel power without any shame.

An abundance of murders in clandestine.

By beasts who can never be tamed.



A demon arches over this tainted world.

His splendor, a fire that burns.

A fiend we created within our own power.

In the sight of our deaths, will we learn?