RAMBLINGS
An all too ordinary story, with aftertaste so bitter
Forced to be someone I don't want to be
I'm losing myself... sinking deeper down
I'm caught in the world wound web
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
A fire in the skies
torrential rains of flames
riding on the horse
a batallion marches
a funny feeling that somehow they are their own enemies
rampant and wanton destruction of thier fatherland
blood splaterred like a accidental potrait on the streets
babies lying like an offal evrywhere
a black fog in the mountains far
thrathening to envelop them to slay
in a moment a battle raged
by its end carcasses lay
a lone warrior stands aginst his foes thousandfold
tattered chains,ravaged body,tainted mind
he was a man of compassion and principles
bt when a good man is pushed to his sanity
when all he has built has laid to waste
when all his comrades are his foes
all his love has failed
are lies
his purity was tainted with stains of the evilness
and that wa when his humanity was lost in the abyss
and all the world knew him from that day on
as the master of evil
an innocent victim
lucifer
Another Ordinary Story at 5:45 AM;
