Death Armies
Woe to thee Liberty cries her
children dies,
A time of Omen fortold not
once or twice,
Fools,look Death has brought
forth its vast armies,
Bewarned the gifts of Hell
has
been presented,
Within the sight of the eerie
moon,
Will cast the worst holocaust
soon,
The choking Darkness of the
night,
Thy Serpents on a midnight
flight.
In the days of Miracles,
Siege on earth from mighty
Hades,
The time is now,
To save your soul!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Copyright © Danesh Morgan | Year Posted 2013
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