Cavern of Cries
Dark columns of granite
Soaring into the black
Like trees of unmeasured size
Deep under this planet
Deep with in a crack
Exists the caverns of cries
They echo with torment
Of one million souls
A cacophony of pain and hate
Spirits twisted and bent
Are hidden in holes
Behind a burning grate
The ground is littered
With filthy old bones
And those that walk are dead
Evil so embittered
Emit terrible moans
Filling the brave with dread
The cavern of cries is home
To all those wounded souls
Who have tasted loves bitter drink
Forever they will roam
In their darkened holes
No longer of the light they think
Of love you must beware
It’s not all that it seems
I can come to take your soul
So you must utter a prayer
When loves light gleams
Or end life in this deep hole
Copyright © Anthony Mathias | Year Posted 2007
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