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
I watched, transfixed, a reluctant voyeur As the darkness deepened, and my heart grew fearful For in that moment, I realized I was not alone The devil's presence lingered, a malignant tone isaidub i saw the devil install
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? The air was heavy, thick with foreboding dread
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
I said, "I saw the devil install"