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praying

 

Bending knees can’t help him now

Been wrong too long the seal is broken now

The sky is melting the world is burning down

 

A praying fool with no way out.

I see the child; I hear them cry without sound

Bending knees, cannot help him now

 

The night has come, too late for praying now

Nor God or Angel will help him now.

I see the men; I hear him crying loud

 

Done seen too much, too late to turn back now

With blood stained lips I’ve seen him kiss the child

Bending knees, cannot help him now

 

The dark is light I’ve seen him hurt the child

I’ve seen the beast, you need to hear me now

I see the man; I hear him crying loud

 

The price is high, it’s time to pay it now

The noose is tight, so let it catch him now

A swinging man he went without a sound

Bending knees, cannot help him now

 

 

 

 

 

 

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their beauty shone like diamonds

flickering arches

twisted and raging against the light

falling like comets

blazing against the velvet night

cursing in a voice

as loud and ominous as thunder

their loss of heaven

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Mephistopheles

 

The son that was too bold to be good

With stiff knees that would not bend

Away, rejected by thine light

Cast forever to the dark

With mournful eyes

Looking to the murky sky

And cry

Hear me!

 I am my father’s son!

He who would not know his place

He who would rather rule, then serve

I am my father’s son!

My vengeance remains whole

Shining as bright as your December star

And as the light fades into the dark

They will feel my pain

As long as humanity remains

They will feel my pain.

 

 

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Alone amongst the crowded few

I brace against the tidal waves

Gathering ancestral strength

To withstand the callous barbs

Facing the never ending barrage

Bending, but never breaking

Pelted with  belligerence

Cursed to existence

I wait for my joyous ride into the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tainted Soul

 

angels

 

We are the stain

Spreading slow

Rolling black,

The heaviness of deeds

Grinding, metal upon metal

Until we are nothing but tainted souls,

Specters, fading into the murky night

 

 

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Thunderbolt

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The thunderbolt strikes, Infecting my soul

Like venom coursing through my veins

Paralyzing me, Consuming me

Exploding into shimmering motes of light

 

 

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winter souls

 

Smiling zealots twisting faith

Hate is the foundation of

The evil horde of bland faces, winter souls

Wearing their self- righteous evil with honor

Lies and suppression are their tools

Fostering a system of inequality

Scheming against the light,

Darkening us all

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Sunrise

 

 

 

Where they are

Is where I need to be

Where the sun shines gold and high

Above the rising sea

To a distant shore

Where dreams are not dreams

So far away

Among the shimmering gold

Of tomorrows light

For a little while

 

 

 

 

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My pen is my weapon

Words are my ammunition

Knowledge is my power

solar-eclipse

 

Few could know the darkest hour

That comes into the light

Exposing the gray mood

That hides its purpose from the hearts that turned

The world into a place that would not love.

 

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