Ode to the demon within
Encased inside that hellish tomb.
Cursed, chained, bound with bonds of doom.
A life to live, with only pain to give.
Only grief they offered, they watched me suffer.
For the fading light of a hopeless plight.
With a strength to muster, an endless fight.
Between the dark, throughout the night.
Wake to find a torture still,
damaged and forced, to watch them kill.
Born of fire, of rage and hell,
I hide myself, but can he tell?
Rage within..and rage without,
Spare him now? or live in doubt?
What hell will reign if I release this pain?
What sight, behold? if all is told?
Would I break in dark and hate?
Am I bound to Grendel fate..?