A blast,
From the past,
It was never to last,
Poorly made plaster cast.

From places hitherto unknown,
A person sadly dethroned,
Patches he had sewn,
Mistakes he cloned.

Everywhere darkness fell,
The reason why, no one could tell,
A resounding bell,
A madman from hell.

A person,
Hundred percent pure evil,
Icy cold he was as in Dawson,
Clouds the truth, an unholy veil.

The Dark Knight Decay it seemed,
An unreal tapestry woven and filmed,
Brought out the fear in many,
Stomping out your life with an iron boot ever so uncanny.

No matter what,
No matter how,
It was a mistake,
Its presence must be ended.

And so forth terminated the entity,
A colourful personality,
He was a rarity,
What a pity.

Bade adieu,
His failure in lieu,
The criticism in full view,
It dried along with the dew.

The changing of the guard,
Said the bard,
Back to the drawing board,
Times are hard.

No more mistakes,
No more insanity,
No more negativity,
No more bodies.

The heads should meet,
Right here on the street,
Can’t stand the heat,
Stay if not you’re dead meat.

What went wrong?
Where does the truth belong?
Moments went by ever so long,
A conclusion made sure it must be strong.

A culmination of ideals,
Everything is a necessity,
A change of personality,
No more filthy orange peels.

We await the forthcoming,
The changes it would bring,
A revolution in everything,
Beware the deadly sting.

Communications tops,
Every limit it stops,
No more the devil,
More of an angel.

Ladies and Gentlemen:
Look and behold,
Forget bout the old,
The Maelstrom Kayel.