The Ragged Haggard Man
Demonic voices
Drenched in acid rain
Despicable noises
Depressing pain
Hand me the gun
Free your soul
Break the mold
The sun was shunned
Thorns twisting around
Crushing your bones
Corrupting your senses
A guise for dementia
Follow the buzzers
To a land barren and empty
Once so lush and vibrant
A broken nightstand memory
Masquerade misery as freedom
A land with dreams
Is now a dilapidated wasteland
Of antiquated ideas
Fracture bridges
To finalized the divide
War is coming
Disguised as righteous deliverance
A war to end all wars
An end to life as we know it
Pitiable but true
Embrace the apocalypse
Demonic voices
Drenched in acid rain
The ragged haggard man
Writes his final ballad
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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