The Eyes Of The Abyss
In the shadowed depths, the light's opposing force's sight is true
For when you gaze into the dark, it gazes into you.
The feeble mind desires shadow, like moths drawn to the flame
It tantilizes all the senses, it whisper's power's name
Darkness drowns the spirit, it runs our senses through
When you look into this dark, it looks back into you.
Fiery winds consume the heart, sorrow fills the mind
Numbed by storm of frigid frost, depression quickly winds
Chasing after light that never seems to show its form,
The soul becomes a myriad of fire, wind and storm.
It gnaws away, burns within, the spirit living less and less
The heart, it wishes to feel the touch of darkness's black caress
A wind of change, however, can blow soon, free and true,
When light obstructs the dark which once gazed into you
Cast off the shadows of the past with hope of newfound love
Not even darkness can look into the possibilities above
Bigotry and avarice, animosity and rage
These terrors all imprison us, in a fiery blackened cage
But 'twas written in the heavens that the planets should align
When we cast off the blinding dark that once ensnared our minds
Dark cannot drive out this dark, only light prevails!
Rise together, in brotherhood, and then we cannot fail!
No more shall I enslave my heart to the terror of thunder's roll
For I would sacrifice my life before I sold my soul
We must not allow the dark to take us anymore!
Announce our freedom to the future, from shore to radiant shore!
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Seeing as my other account got blocked, Im going to be transferring poems from there to here, along with any new works.
Quarry To My Conscience
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Give us our bread
and bury our dead
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Whether burnt at the stake
or drunk at the wake
Just kneel to the cross on the wall
We've original sin,
but we might just get in
If we beg to the cross on the wall
It's love your neighbor
and rattle your sabre
But kneel to that cross on the wall...
and bury our dead
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Whether burnt at the stake
or drunk at the wake
Just kneel to the cross on the wall
We've original sin,
but we might just get in
If we beg to the cross on the wall
It's love your neighbor
and rattle your sabre
But kneel to that cross on the wall...