Demontavio
By Scott Davenport

Hear these words and take heed;
A warning I issue to you,
I have committed a horrible deed.
To the Light I have recently been untrue.

A great evil I have released
And I know not a way out,
For I have released a mighty Beast
Whose power is sturdy, without a doubt.

I must declare to you and all,
A depiction of such a fearsome rival.
Fear you will, for my words will appall,
But it is for your survival.

To start I must speak of his name,
In our tongue, the name of the Evil
Is Demontavio whose very soul is aflame
With the corruption of the devil.

A dragon is the form he assumes,
With a maw of fire, and teeth of spears.
From here, hellfire and death smoke fumes,
And it's roar of tortured screams, the core of all fears.

If Demontavio's horrible jaws
Do not forever shake your nerve,
Then the demon's very eyes will cause
A shatter and take your only reserve.

A reflective silver gleam
In his eyes will make any soul
Turn tail with a ghastly scream.
Will such an image not take it's toll?

I fear it will I dare say.
It's body is that of blood and scales,
Full of the dead bodies of its prey,
Of flesh and entrails.

An untamable abomination
Is the creature Demontavio,
Who will never see salvation
Or witness Heaven's glow.

May I be forgiven for my sin,
For I became tempted
With an evil book of human skin,
And a ritual that I alone attempted.

The thing I have released from Hell
Is something I did not anticipate.
With a jolt and a yell,
I have learned the truth too late.

This is the last thought
That I may call my own,
For this last lesson has taught
Me that my fate has been sewn.

My death is nigh,
And upon my demise
My will to him I can't deny
For it is now his to prize.

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