The dark as any, the fear of many
I seek the salvation in solace
The fall of the sun the god
Thee.
The dark like a secret nor spoken
Thoughts let loose as the hell of
Creation as the moon and the
stars.
The old tree of decay as the rotten
It's roots trying to suck the destruction
Of the unfortunate nature of desires of the being.
The forgotten, forgone, forgiven as times sins as the devils wispy
The magic as black as the heart
Unforgiving.
The endless wants as the pits of fires
As the blue luminating the dark
As truth plays the death as game
As false.
Such a horrors of horrified the burning flesh as the backen the smell of end
The fallen man and the beast in the form of demon.
I seek the night and I seek devil as I would seek the God as the judgment
Of ragnarok the heaven of the blood dark blood.
YOU ARE READING
Dreams
PoetryThe life shows us many beautiful moments as they in engraved into our hearts that might seem to have been coming in the magical world of dreams. Which makes us drown in depths of thoughts. As they fuel us to create different realm where we are all a...
