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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the depths of Winter one December night As my thoughts slept I awoke in delight For at the end of my bed was what I'd always dreamed He was tall of stature, just as my hopes seemed His outstretched hand beckoned my rise Standing before him looking into his eyes I could see he had passion and a warmth for the dark When he touched me so, he left his mark In a broken dialect, with a Latin trace I could sense gestures of welcome as I stand in his grace ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ We sit together as his language turns to mine Declaring me his second for now it's our time We must summon his legions from the depths of this earth To do this we must sacrifice to make the dark worth He touches me again as my birth voice turns to black A change in me I now feel, my allegiance to never lack This devil so called to me immaculate to any man To extinguish the light to be his master plan As we step into the night, the earth opens like deep sores His masses now march to spread darken spores ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ Standing together we are, whilst his legions look on Above us ravens and crows circle, deterring the light from being strong He raises his fist drawing black clouds from the blue Whilst his flocks of dark angels into the distance they flew For they are his eyes as they patrol darkening skies To seek out the light of which we despise This man now my master turns to his legions and declares If it shines like a light, no one is to be spared The hill we now stand on, glows of crimson red For the day has come that the earth has dread ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ On chariots of fire winged serpents follow Spewing out their flames, many villages swallowed Silhouettes combust in momentary capture Whilst the dark march on, in death plunder rapture His ultimate aim is to turn day into night Extinguish the light and turn the dark to the right Heaven and Hell to be absorbed for the one I am no longer second, for I am his son Days, weeks and months, turned into decades of fear Earth now lies spent, too arid for tears Written 10/7/2010 4:51:00 PM
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