The Weapon Master: Apollyon

[the Draç]

The down under, to fall like lightning, the thunder.

Asunder, to equip, the double-bladed on the hip.

The Bottomless Pit, with sols bein' lit.

On bended knee, after you then sit.

The congregation that sits, to preach to those lost.

The reflection in the mirror, meet your new boss.

At the cost, like Faust, to sign in blood.

When Thoth moved from Atlantis, after the flood.

What is love? To be at your peak.

Osiris has risen, the coffin that leaked.

(Drac)ula lies, knowledge is what I seek.

No need to fret, your "Jesus," I beat.