The Antichrist
As the scorching sun set,
And He gazed upon his Kingdom,
A stern demeanor,
His unyielding attitude
Across the Styx
A captive queen
Covered in jewels
A newfound power,
Unmoved by prayer
The rich one,
Protected by beasts.
Money, power, deception
Nations led astray
Hades has found a new home,
Here on Earth
He creeps
A hungry tiger
Seeking whom he may devour
A vicious scowl heard below
From his tall tinsel tower
Right hand to the Bible,
The oath was taken
In fire
He feels comfortable
He carries it
Where he pleases
A lifetime of mischief
Wrongdoing overlooked
Thanks to his friend
A trusty checkbook
Thank you, Mr. President,
For all that you do
God of the Underworld
Your infinite rendezvous.