Disciples of Discipline
...food for thought...
...we all have sinned and most likely will sin again...
...especially in the lust department, even in thought, among others...
...therefore must we be, the...
Disciples of Discipline
Within reflections of forever…
falling thru the nonextant never,
Of the solitudes that sever…
the silences from the suppressor,
For time stands still inside…
as the hammers of the gods hide,
The disciples of discipline abide…
as their latent life is deprived.
Where the wakeful wounds accumulate and begin to magistrate
Like idols, they incarnate within their noxious nocturnal negate
Their hearts turn to stone as the afflicted anguish will dethrone
With their shadow skeletal shown standing insignificantly alone
Where angels do not tread…
and the demons are kept fleshly fed,
And the tears that have bled…
secreted solitudes that have shed,
The deceptive darkness drowns…
the salacity of stillness frowns,
For in the silence of screams sounds…
and the sacrifice surrounds.
Music by...'Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust'
May.25.2018
LATE MAY 2018...
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2018
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