Coming Out of the Shadows
I walk through the land of shadows.
Branded with the mark of the beast.
Brothers hanging from the gallows!
A table stretched with Demons feast.
Candle lit bodies shining bright.
Branded with the mark of the beast.
I feel a new world full of light.
A place that's far away from here.
Candle lit bodies shining bright.
In this moment I feel no fear.
I'm headed in a new direction.
A place that's far away from here.
Shadows are a recollection.
A distant memory of the past.
I'm headed in a new direction!
A road through hell a place I passed.
I walked through the land of shadows.
A distant memory of the past.
Brothers hanging from the gallows.
Written July 22, 2013
Coming out of the shadows contest
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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