The Innocent Hunt.
Silence now...the earth has won,
no more days, my sun is gone.
The night is young but very old,
it slowly stalks my heart so cold.
Listen child, the voice creeps in,
the Abyss is here, so deep within.
I will guide with no master near,
and you will love me with no fear.
You must take care, this is no lie,
you will have power and learn to fly.
Don't fall short of mortal mind,
teach yourself but learn in kind.
There are those that want you dead,
but dead you are so now they dread.
You will feed with fangs alone,
but in the light you're always prone.
Now you are my simple son,
Go to war,you are my gun!
Copyright © Bellantony De Mertens | Year Posted 2008
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