Consequence

Shadows shift to accomodate
Fire burning in my eyes
Fallen angels anoint  my feet
As I cross the gates of Dante's Dream

The holocaust licks my body
Crimson tears bead down my neck
Swollen lips part to sing
The accompanyment to misery

An upturned snear at the scorching heavens
Savage Power stretch my veins
Side by side, my familiar Sin
The world is ripe to be ravaged
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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