Spiritual Deception

Years have passed since that night
 Still the scars are fresh and alive for those involved
 A mother deep underground
 A father to a cell forever bound, the child nowhere to be found
 Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood
 A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door
 Journeyed to the east far and long ago
 Once a feeble child but now has grown, still black in his soul
 His uncle, the poor man worked hard yet unsuccessful
 To feed his father's leverage
 Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood
 A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door
 Meanwhile, aging in a bedlam, innocent still took the blame
 He was sane when he entered but those walls drove him mad
 Conjuring up a grave revenge
 Kept his diary closest when he finally broke out
 Time for them to alas reunite
 Compelled to place his vengeance upon the bastard progeny, his only creed
 As he arrived to the house old Damfee waiting outside
 Gnawed and faint, leaning on his frayed cane
 Damfee
 Why did you come here?
 Father
 Bring him before me, he must die
 I shall have his head, you cannot deny me that
 The old man grinned and whispered
 Things are not all what they seem, I once brought forth a demon
 That had its way with your wife one night, her uterus defiled
 Raped by the demon, befouled all heaven's light
 Please close your eyes and come inside my home
 He then followed Uncle Damfee, when he looked there was a rancid setting
 Everything was just appallingly dirty, in front of him stood the lost child
 In frustration he attacked the androgynous child of evil
 In the background there stood Damfee chuckling at the whole damned spectacle
 All turned black 'til he later woke up
 In his cell with the padded walls that he once left, was it a dream?
 Ripped out was a diary page
 On it written all that happened in that godless phase, in someone else's
 Hand-writing
 Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood
 A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door