The Sentinels Stand Surreal

The Satanic Sentinels stand surreal As the facultative feces break the coded seal Thus you bow before the neglected night With futile forgiveness and loss of light Tactically trapped by the watchful wolves Dancing in the darkness with hideous hooves The skies seduced by a vulturous view Demonic disturbance in a bacterial brew The cadaverously condemned we seditiously salute And we drink the nefarious nectar as we pollute In the crippling catacombs deceived by death For the succulent serpents steal our breath We are noble nomads of the distant dawn Forever frugally fighting with Satan’s spawn Delusionally dormant deprived and in despair The Sentinels stand surreal with asphyxiated air. May.05.2017 MAY DAY STANDARD any theme,any form max of 25 lines -Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand