Anarchy

Anarchy Terror stalks the night undaunted Myrmidons of hate unchained from history’s dungeons March in service to evil’s blackest spirit While Archangels stare unseeing into Satan’s sinister heart. Blood flows rivers, vermin feed and thrive In fearsome villages of cruelty Where lust and vengeance rule with icy grip And courage lies weeping in the darkest corner. Stalking, stalking, stalking all love deceased Unfettered menace chisels coldly at hope’s heart While mother’s milk turns poison And faith loses all armor. And when time turns past this sunless day The craven army of the night retreats To huddle without warmth in wait For Anarchy’s next dark eclipse come.