Last Night
Cheering black angels
Singing dead souls
Screaming harmony
Blood is their gold
Devils prance
Demons dance
As they sing for one last glance
At the world the left no longer whole
Joy they feel as they force us to let go
Deep black water takes us in
And makes sure we're dead with in
Don't run,
Don't hide
Because this is our last night...
Copyright © Shantae Ortega | Year Posted 2013
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