Nefarious Crimson

If war breaks out, and global warming keeps going...this will be the fate of the world. Read while listening to Grace by Apocalyptica, and you'll see how perfectly it fits.

Spinning, sparkling, shouts on high;

Screams of Hate oozing through the skies;

Children forcing great black lies;

Slowly, happily, Devotion dies.

 

All around blood drops fall;

Cutting, slashing, survival calls;

Hooded Reapers, slythering maul;

Eyes wither 'round dark-skinned shawls.

 

Clouds weeping tears of haze;

Fire cooling, once a-crazed;

Falling faith, fighting love once raised;

Swirling, twirling through this never ending maze.

Author's Note

Does this sound cheesy? Oh, and anyone have ideas on how to make this longer?

Reviews

[CircusNerd]

love it O.o omg where did this come from???? dayum, and you call me good???? grrrrr, you've been holding out on me, you narcissistic desi :P