Short No Rest For The Wicked Poems

As was sit in this Life
You cannot turn away
This is not the Time
Turn the Tide for Love

To stand against Evil
We must stand as One
Remove the thorn of Pain
No rest for the Wicked

Can You see beyond Your Nose
Even if I stand alone
I will never give in
I feel right is more than just a pose

The World is at stake now
To Sleep is to let Evil Rule
I beg of You to join Us
This may be the last Dance...

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Leaking, sinking, thoughts suppressed. 
Why am I always so damn depressed?
Unsound and unjust why I must
Keep my head down in the dust.
Crying tonight, trying to make it right.
Everyday is a constant fight.
Empty and hollow no words to follow
I take another pill and begin to swallow.
Does it work my memory is gone.
Then I realize its already dawn.
No rest for the wicked no sleep for the dead.
Bearing these thoughts enough has been said....

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Fixation of war engulfs the world
To take another person's land in the darkness
Dragging the life force out of good
Shoving change down another's throat
Creating equality that isn't pure or from the heart
Never to return in the womb of new life
Bowing heads of mercy slaughters
No peace of mind
No rest for the wicked
The body of the mortal shell shattered
The light of transfiguration will fade to nothing
The souls within hardens and humility will be long gone...

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I am the evil poet
Evil spells conjured 
Nine love potions
Potent incantations 
Written on scrolls
Bleeding ceaselessly
To bleed is to live
To write is to breathe
With every breath taken
More evil awakened 
Devils on the shoulders 
Cant be shaken
No mistaking for Christmas 
Ghosts the leeching hosts
Life force sucked
Not able to duck 
Can’t escape the chase
The noxious race
Ballet of death
“No rest for the wicked”
A snake laying in a
Thicket of lies...

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