TDS

Culminating at the pit of catastrophe,
there is a place there.
Writhing with the souls of the living,
Filled with the screams of the dead.
Slowly outreaching into the painful black sky,
there is a place there.
Destroying the hopes of the poor,
emphasizing the dreams of the rich.
Killing all the sick with incurable infections,
spreading the disease from sea to sea.
Killing off the minds of ingenious inventors,
There is a palace here.
 Towers raise into the depth and void of emptiness.
Smoke pours out and covers this place in shadow.
Creatures unfathomable to the human mind dwell here,
This is not hell.
Demons dwell not in these shadows,
the devil does not live here.
There are no rulers of inhabitants to this place.
This is a realm.
Creatures from every shadow hide here,
the dead scream for shelter from the darkness.
Human souls wander aimlessly here.
What is this place?
Creatures that harvest these souls live here.
They reap what they can grasp onto with their bony hands.
They get no reward, just another day to wander aimlessly there.
This is the dark side,
Play in these shadows.
It will only take an eternity.