The Show Must Go On

A figure in the darkness, a masked charade.
"The show must go.",a cloaked man says.
Unable to fulfill their deeds, forgetful to their own needs.
The devil now owned their souls, upon each and every he feeds.

The tables are turned now, dark against light.
The ending of all in one huge bloody fight.
Try as they will, try as they might,
The show must go on, wrong against right.

The souls had tumbled, demons had saw,
Short until the time the angels had call.
Two forces collide, creating a wall.
But one must win, a fortress shall fall.

"The Show must go on!",the creatures chanted,
Leading fights that years ago hat been ranted.
The odds were tilting, the odds were now slanted.
"The show ends now.",the victorious chanted.