When darkness falls over the world
It's people fall with it
The end reveals the true faces
Of those who mask themself with words
Great leaders turn mad when their armys
Their pride!
Is whiped away by the numbered man
He is the one who will bring suffering
The Beast
The halls of men lie empty
They are fighting to survive
Driven to dispear by what they see
Blood and death fill the air of the once great city's
But when all seems lost
And life is a thought forgotten
He will reveal himself
The son will open the gates
And save us from damnation.
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Så fint dikt, hunny!
ReplyDeleteMen ja, når det gjelder headeren... Jeg har null pail på hvordan jeg vil ha den. du kan lage den akkurat som du vil. Men det er kanskje lurt at det står Livsreisen på den, liksom. hehe.
kjempefint dikt! (:
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