Weeping Demon

Tears are marred

Upon his cowl

faithless preacher

stench so foul

Antiquated Soul

Scarred with hate

Blasphemy known

to bid and abate

The lord is none

within his eyes

cursed wretched lips

continue the lies

Crying atop

a stoney grave

blood ridden tears

dance and parade

within his heart

An evil reprise

weeping demon

prayers surmise

His fate outcast

with torrid pain

screams of sorrow

virtue disdain.