Unchristly Being - by Erik Smith
The
anti-christ in love
Distracted by the wall cloud of purity
Enveloping the trees grass and houses
Rumbling and crumbling destructively
Bearing down upon him relentlessly
He planned a synchronized revelation
Planetary unconditional domination
Millions of minions poised to take action
The planet so unchristly happy and free of crime
Unable to see his position such perfection
Nothing between his plans and his time to shine
The black rolling destroyer surrounds him
Annoying and singing his blood-red shell
Reminding him of the nicest parts of hell
Building on the hate and anger within
Unable to stop his inpatience swell
Unwilling to continue inhaling this unpleasant smell
Light surrounds Satan's spawn once more
Ducking back into the shadow he had bore
Watching the cloud grind away from his shore
Grinning with evil delight towards what is in store
