Between the devil and the God

a poem by Siddharth Bhattacharya

In a murky night
The mad dogs of lust arrive
Mortifying the morals of the living god
Shame and putridity vilify their greed
They will never die
They are immortal
Humanity will cry
Innuendoes slit the throat… obscene
They never repent for their sins
They never remorse on blood they’ve shed
They never hear the screaming pains
Immune to all suffering… die!!!
Promulgate the gospel of the demented
Return to the primitive land of angels
Where the holy men were hunted
And their houses were red… red with their flesh and blood!!!
All the soldiers of truth
Militate to kill the light
Haunting the messiah till he dies
Oooo the wounds infect with dead notions!!!
Wishing all the demons would burn in hell
Missing souls outside that fornicate in moonlight
Chilly winds of the mountains cast the spell
Where the whispers by the devils enchant the night
Here he comes the black shadow
From the pit of rotting skulls he’ll arise
Behind the wall of purgatory
Will begin the moment of his demise
No rhyme no reason for their filthy rules
Hatred oozes from the eyes
Altered visions chronic distaste of the divine
The war won but nobody dies
The warlocks engaged in armageddon
The sufferers deny the judgement
The connection in the destiny
Between the depression and torment
The night will fall the sun will show its face
Empty hearts will fall
With the shine of holy grace
Everlasting cult of the serene multiply
With the cross in their hearts
The Gods will manifest
The darkness will be lost
The light will stay
The almighty blue shall fill the sky
Prevail… the Godly sway
Aeons since the war has commenced
Heaven and hell have been taking turns in winning the wars
Do not know when this conflict will end
Between the devil and the God