A Psalm of RedA Poem by Chrys
A People arise the world is dead
three thousand skulls upon your head. With thoughts of hate a heart of love, I'll bring to you my fury and blood Death is immanent your soul forlorn, Never before have you faced such scorn Death in my eyes, blade in my palm, I end it all now, in a bloody, red psalm © 2014 Chrys |
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