The Darkest Hour of the World

The darkest hour of the world has begun
The time has come that the living shall mourn
 Those intimidator humans shall learn about grave
They shall be shown soul less are brave

Hate, cruelty shall be spread all over the world
The graves of the dead shall be unfold
For years they have hated us, they have lied
Those narrow walls shall be broken, they shall be crucified
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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