This Final Hour

This Final Hour

A Poem by Jason Shadows
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Of Hope.

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"Concentrate Again.
 On This Force Of Your Heart.
 Face To Face With The Devil.
 Packing The Sword Of Shadows.

 The Power Of Good Is Within.
 Evil Has Risen On This Day.
 Your Wedding Day Is In Ruins.
 Smelling His Brimstone Blood.

 You Cut His Arm With Hope.
 You Walk Backwards In Time.
 To Remember Who You Are.
 To Remember Them Again.

 Dead On You Are My Light.
 Inside I Can Feel Your Revenge.
 Now Your Loved One Is Dead.
 Become Fear Its Self To Win.

 You Have Seen The Destruction.
 Now You Have No Choice Today.
 Break Away Into Splintered Thoughs.
 Your Shadow Becomes Your Sidekick. 
 
 Grip Tight Of The Handle Of Hope.
 Let The Blade Taste The Darkness.
 Now It's Time To Become The Violator.
 Follow This Fate Into Oblivion And Back.

 It's This Final Hour Of Redemption.
 That Marks Your Name In The Book.
 Of History You Are Their Salvation.
 You Are The Chaotic Knight Of Peace.

 Let Us Hope That You Make It A Good Ending."   

© 2012 Jason Shadows


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Added on May 25, 2012
Last Updated on May 25, 2012

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Jason Shadows
Jason Shadows

I'm your shadow within the light., NC



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