Your viewpoint, on them defined below, its host always to be, banishing, show this hatred, by views set, astonishing, any happiness, cast out from them, simply vanishing; it ends full truth: put thought.
Your twisted views, about those beings low, heated, grips the mind, cook a life of lies, hook victims, its shown wonders, seen everyone as bad, down gleaming, not like him; look they instead: more like monsters.
A precious gemstone, variations, motion in turns sparkling, many illustrated colors, it's all, they are to you, gasps their breath potion, its glow; to twinkle: action in others.
Soul there within, set in stillness, gleam to, is elegance, precisely put beam, aims, back on you, boomeranged, posted on Heaven wall; a team: promenade.
No need of words, that speak about it, already they're spoken, decorates palace, making its host weak, brighter, red; built your new home: it's a leak underneath.
Destiny, a fallen angel, you are, out heaven, in the Underworld now, live in a haven, viewing host death, given you this strange delight, craven of men; him: as diamonds.
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Author Notes
Hades stated to lust after gems, the ideal him holding souls, makes me wonder: was those jewels men. I see in this perspective gravestone as trophies.
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