Horses of Hate
heavy metal horses on bloody battle hooves
stampeding serenity underneath their raw and ruthless rules
with red eyes burning bright, fire shooting through their nostrils
they burn like asteroids and the heat is coming hostile
with sadists in their saddles the horses they get madder
expanding is their evil as the world is getting sadder
sharp spurs stuck in their flesh...world around all seems redder
crush the weak under their hooves bringing millions to their deaths
black and blue they run together seeking all they can destroy
dropping corpses and cadavers like a twisted childs toy
whipped like slaves in cold dark caves hate horses go into a frenzy
and the victims of their violence are like stars and sand in iron hands...
countless and too many
their coming sounds like thunder
their hate like hurricanes
their thoughts are just like twisters that keep them full of rage
cages now corroded
iron bars they bend and break
and prison walls that kept them in they fall under the weight
they gallop now through gardens where serpents play their games
they gallop now through ghetto streets leaving carnage filled crime scenes
they gallop through rich neighborhoods devistaing all they can
they rob,they steal,they cut,they kill,the heart and soul of man
but believers call the father when they fill that dark horizon
they stand and face those horses of hate even when the beast is rising
with vulgarness and violence the horses curse the truth
but when God puts His holy hands on them...
horses of hate turn into rivers of glue
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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