Death's carousel

Demon-Horses feast themselves,
In human flesh and bones,
At the ruthless Death's Carousel,
Marching to the dissonant tones.

Ignorant fools with pride in their mind,
Dancing to the Devil's music, blind.
Forever lost from their bodies and souls,
Destined to be devoured by Hell's ghouls.

Faceless creatures
Swiftly, inexorably
Devouring souls
of wandering humans
And smiling
And dancing
And killing
Celebrating
The proper
Befitting
Human's doom.

Struggling forward side by side,
While being at the demon's fixed sight.
At the ruthless Death's Carousel,
In this ghastly circus of hell.

Tortured fools with a treacherous mind,
Will have their punishment for always being blind.
Their bones will decorate vile shelves,
As the Demon-Horses feed themselves.

Spinning and dancing,
Without willing and then..
Dying... x2