Angels of Might Demons of Hell commanded it so silence fell over a world United as one
family safe but now we run
for if you uttered a single word
expect a death by the bird
a raven's Wing is at last here
the feathers fly, drawing you near
to where the cave of Lilith sits
Bordering those dark black pits
As defenders struggle to bear arms
and Angels Grace of dormant harm
all people hear of God's great might
never of our lost fight
for if we are but humbled here
living, dying, without fear
of power given to rulers wide causing poor to go and hide
if something is wrong oh gentle one land of lost, here without Sun
live in darkness, vein and greed driven by a mighty steed
of greatness, glory to his name
his Almighty Heaven's reign
he is Lord with all control
but now with stories fortold
of where we are and where we're going
away from our darkness
and our fears
going back to light of past veneers
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrya book of random poetry that I have written throughout the last three years of my life...sorry if they are crap but I am no where near professional, but all of these are mine and I would like it to stay that way so please don't copy any of them with...
