Clench the new born and rip its flesh.
He is saturated with the smell of death.
Overconfident from the rest, he searches more in depth, hoping to find the weakening, the surrendering, and the joy from this bloody fest.
Rage of hell encompasses his presence.
Disgusted with his actions and
threatened by the thoughts of sunder,
but he fears the gentle touch from the young.
Each step revealed a helpless soul with a story, lingering in the back as the leader took the role.
The devil has reached all
He rests on the shoulders of the miscreants, and waits for their call.