"Sadistic Grin"
The blood soaks the floor
The light has left the doors
Perusing now the gates of hell
Look how fast and far he fell
Laughter a distant sound
Now only demonic souls abound
The beating has long ceased
Life's arduous past leaves eyes creased
Hot tears may flow as love spews
But the cold will have seaped through
Unrequited longings and midden heaps
Trampled the soul with black leaps
Silver cold after the explosion
Clicking and ending the corrosion
Throttling through the last layer
As the lips whisper one last prayer
All thats left is a mess
Before the sound was it any less?
Anmar Cromwell Angry
- 15 years, 8 months, 14 days ago