Fatal Subtraction (The Deathvil Screws Us All) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

The Devil wants to abduct me
But there's a merciful dark angel by my side
The Devil, he wants to fuck me.
But I got'sa me an angel who may just ride or die.
I don't know the count of the Devil's slaves
But, I have a protector hidden in his secret, Stygian cave.
He whispered to me; you are unique,
He speaks to me in a hushed Cimmerian tongue.
He said to watch out for the Devil.
Pointing at me, he said I'm The One.

When he first approached me,
About a year or two ago,
He said I was pure and saintly,
In this language I didn't know
He told me I had a duty here
He told me I was their choice
And it would at first, seem terribly unfair
Who I must morph into, you see,
He described who I must exemplify, must be.

I listened to his words carefully,  
Months passed as I did, often tearfully.
I never stopped to speak with our enemy's soldiers.
Instead, I wore my armor,
The heavy metal kissed my shoulders
It felt right, as tragic as the ending seemed.
And I couldn't deny I sparkled that day;
Both my attire and soul; how I gleamed.
I must march; start the revolution.
Press play and begin this dream in striking evolution.

Perhaps I should have asked more questions,
But I believed in him so deeply.
Maybe I should have never loved him;
Allowed him to touch me, to seep in me, get deep with me!
You see, the truth is:
I love children so much
Yet, I cannot deny I loved my angel
Would protect both with my life,
The day especially when I became his wife.

Before the revolution,
He made love to my entire soul.
There was never a moment
I believed in something which I didn't already know.
What he proclaimed our purpose, I found it 100% truth.
Protect and save and nurture the children,
Die for our precious, precious youth.
When he told me things like,
'I love you, but you and I won't live.
Our lives we must surrender,  
Our lives we must give.'
'Yes my King, ' I quickly agreed.
Because I felt trust between him and me.

I bowed down, and I kissed his feet,
After every striking speech
I knelt before my angel,
Starting at the ankles
Made love to every part of him
We were God's sacred sin
Until one morning Hell, she found us,
In the worst form of lies
Oh, here comes the part where I die
Die, and I despise

Hell, she slithered in
Just like a deadly cottonmouth
Hell, her eyes gleamed
As she headed from the door, down south
Hell, sitting in front of me, with the most wicked laugh.
She told me the truth, sliced me right in half.
My angel was no angel, not dark nor of light.
My angel had led me to some unimaginable fight:
They threw me in a ring
I was set up against a witch named Failure
I was forced to fight even more of them
Alone I struggled, so pure, so pale there

A sickly, pasty white,
When I realized the truth
My angel was a demon,
Sent here to abuse
He was not innocent, he was not pure,
He would never be the answer
Nor would he be the cure
But it was too late,
I was already in the ring,
My face streamed with tears,
I heard that 'ding-ding-ding! '

Reality caused me to start crushing
Like Death's second cousin
—from everything he wasn't
I felt myself gasp, my last breath,
But I couldn't believe the truth!
He'd used our youth
As the worst God damned excuse
The blows from every direction struck me
As they all began to fuck me
In numerous ways
So many times:

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