The days of our sorrow is over
you've finally grown some balls
Be the witnesses to our pain
Were gonna tear dowen these walls
Off your feet and to your knees
Bow down before me
Ill take this knife from between your shoulder blades
Finally set you free
Be my ally in this war
My comrade in arms
Use this knife to bring the end
To the ones who made you into this
We bring this message to your king
This battle we will start
Be ashamed for feeling this
All of our lives will fall apart
Tonight we take control
Write your name in blood
Sign your own date of death
Tonight we take control
The last bell has rung
YOU ARE READING
Prayer
PoetryA shitload of random stuff i write . otherwise known as words . and what do uoi do with words ? you read them .
