Demons
I looked upon the demon's gaze.
I saw the fire tat burned a haze.
She pierced my heart with open wound.
Then I bleed very soon.
Yet when time pass wounds would close.
For yet another day the demon rose.
She held a blade tat would not dull.
Pierce my heart yet once more.
For I fled yet a lore.
For day by day the blade yet stayed.
For night by nigh I stayed awake.