Diabolical Demon

In the shadows lurks a demon dark, A twisted soul with a narcissistic spark. A fiend of malice, with heart of stone, Feeding on adoration, his ego grown. He preys on the weak, his victims meek, In their pain and suffering, he finds his peak. His gaze a reflection of his inner hell, A diabolical force, he casts his spell. With every lie and every deceit, He revels in his power, his venom sweet. A master of manipulation, a puppeteer, He pulls the strings, instilling fear. But beware, for his reign will end, For even demons must face the reckoning bend. Justice will come, his facade will crumble, Leaving behind a pitiful, broken rumble. So stand strong against his wicked charm, And don't fall victim to his harmful harm. For in the end, it is love and light that prevail, And the diabolical demon's mask will pale.