Untitled
Contributed by
Rylo
on
Saturday, 27th October 2012 @ 02:40:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Rise up,
High into the sky.
And watch,
As your preys soul slips on by.
Heavenly Angels,
Fill the sky.
As each,
And every mortal soul dies.
The song of the dead,
Fills your ears.
As my mistress,
Cries crimson tears.
I hurt,
And I bleed.
But I will,
Plant another crimson seed.
They tear,
And they stake.
But I will,
Make my break.
Ten thousand,
Soldiers standing strong.
Ten thousand,
Soldiers can not be wrong.
As bodies,
Fall to the ground.
Heavenly trumpets,
Continue to sound.
Blood splatters,
On the walls.
As every mortal,
Continues to fall.
Angel of darkness,
By my side.
Takes a heavenly angel,
For an ultimate ride.
Walking upon,
The cobblestone ground.
I make my way,
Through the crowd.
Tearing their hearts,
From their chests.
I continue to do,
What I do best.
As they,
Continue to bleed,
I continue,
To sink my teeth in deep.
A slayer,
Comes up from behind.
Until I turn around,
And we're eye to eye.
Fear I do see,
And surely he too will bleed.
Hands at my side,
My body begins to rise.
Rising into the,
Midnight sky.
A heavenly angel and I,
Meet eye to eye.
His sword,
Sticks me deep.
And yet,
I continue to bleed.
Slamming the angel,
Into the ground.
Another heavenly trumpet,
Begins to sound.
Resting upon,
His blood filled chest.
My mistress,
Comes in to do the rest.
She tears the angel,
From limb to limb.
Smiling,
With a seductive grin.
Come my dark prince,
She says to me.
And let's,
Create a bloodshed sea.
Rising up,
To my feet.
Angels and demons,
Continue to meet.
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Rylo
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2012-10-27 14:40:21]
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