Poetic Tales and Philosophical Days: The Creator

Hells Army

Upon the fire pits demons cry out
Upon the smoking mountains souls fear away
Upon the lava seas a boat is sailing
The Devil laughs but his laughs turns to fear for when three great heroes enter his domain.
"Why are you three here?" The devil cry's out
But for only a second the three look at each other and just smile
The devil's fear turns to a grim malicious smile "Ah you are here for a reason! Your beckoning souls have told to join the armies of hell!"
But the three look at him and say
"Satan we are here to take over the armies of hell. Your fired"
For the fires scorn the soul
For smoke to cloud mysterious men
For the lava seas runs faster with the Devil dead.
They took hell into there arms with the blood of enemies
They took the souls in everlasting embrace
They took their sins and mounted them to the Halls of Dead
For which they are fallen angels back home again