Death Walker
Of course he will become death walker you see
Anything else would be denying his destiny
When army of shadows threatens the very life tree
There is nothing else he can be
Fire and blood of other dimensional proportion burns like a sea
Sea of fire with its dreadful and awe inspiring majesty
The soul is weaved into violet transcended key
There will be awe if there is no beauty
By true expanse fires are lit
I swear I did everything I could this destiny to shift
The fury must be made by the hand even if the spirit it has already fit
Saturn’s grizzly harvest the poison must defeat
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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