I can sense the disdain you have for the purest of manWishing upon him the same fate as a mayfly on its only dayYour life is consumed by feeding on the fear of humankindYour outer vessel once moulded by the purest of handsNow resembles a creature awakened in our darkest dreamsA life force that grows stronger with each failure of mortal menWho once had a purpose and were … [Read more...] about The Devils Man, By: Jono Horton