Isaidub I Saw The Devil Install

The air was heavy, thick with foreboding dread As if the very fabric of reality was bended The trees outside seemed to lean in, as if to see The devil's handiwork, a dark mystery

But as I turned to run, a voice whispered low "You've seen the devil install, now you'll never let go" The words echoed through my mind, a haunting refrain As I stumbled through the night, with the devil's presence, a lingering stain. isaidub i saw the devil install

The installation complete, he stepped back to admire His handiwork, a twisted creation, born of dark desire And I, a witness, a seer of the unseen Knew that I had to flee, to escape the devil's sheen The air was heavy, thick with foreboding dread

In that moment, I beheld a sight The devil himself, with calculated might Installing... what, I couldn't quite discern A presence, a power, or perhaps a concern? He worked with precision, a master craftsman Tinkering

He worked with precision, a master craftsman Tinkering with the shadows, a wicked artisan The sound of whispers echoed, a chilling hum As the devil's power began to seep, a malevolent drum

I said, "I saw the devil install"