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Cavern of Cries

Dark columns of granite Soaring into the black Like trees of unmeasured size Deep under this planet Deep with in a crack Exists the caverns of cries They echo with torment Of one million souls A cacophony of pain and hate Spirits twisted and bent Are hidden in holes Behind a burning grate The ground is littered With filthy old bones And those that walk are dead Evil so embittered Emit terrible moans Filling the brave with dread The cavern of cries is home To all those wounded souls Who have tasted loves bitter drink Forever they will roam In their darkened holes No longer of the light they think Of love you must beware It’s not all that it seems I can come to take your soul So you must utter a prayer When loves light gleams Or end life in this deep hole

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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