The demon of lies

Abraxis

 Abraxis, Abraxis,
Demon of lies,
Sitting in my boat surrounded by flies,
His stare pins me in the seat I sit,
Turning my heart to an icy pit.
 I am Flayed,
Splayed,
Torn into two,
Sitting and constantly thinking of you.
The water is red and the tide is in,
Demon of lies is going to win.
Prowling, growling, circling me,
The demon is shrouded in mystery.
Fire and ice, blood and stone,
I know I’m going to die alone.
 Abraxis, Abraxis the Demon of lies.
No one can hear my deafening cries.

 By Kristy Nicolle