MaximumRideFang12

 He knew he was a wicked miscreation; Diamond rings for monoxide screams, the monster's motivation. He was born with the Devil inside, he claimed, And it was Lucifer's work that he performed; With each crimson drop upon this Gilded Age, Another life was taken, Unseen, forsaken, A victim who would never be mourned. He hid among the hosts of heaven, A flawless angel in the City of White, Preying on the dreamers and believers Who knew not that they stood in the Devil's sight. With a tip of his hat and a flash of a smile, In the shadows of lies and the great white turnstile, With fiendish charm did he deceive and beguile... Yet und