Crowned By Death
Stab with dread and pain
I'm awaken in the mist of horror, within the darkest hour
As shadows of death bleeds through wall of sorrow
They touch the darken soul, daze without care, in seeing a tomorrow
I sway along to their melody of inhuman cries, as I'm fed the Serpent of Wrath
Its obscurity and rage rush through my dried vein
Leaving the sweet sinful taste of hate
That skin slither the Garden of Eden, devouring its precious forbidden apples
Rebirth I feel, into this meaningless existence, I twist its balance
For I'm crowned as its dark Queen, as Chaos is my demon King
These mindless mortals shall bow and serve
Living in their most unpleasant dream, as they dances within the bloody stream.
I welcome all into my kingdom of torment
Faces fill with lies
Where darkness live in disguise
Copyright ©2008 Donna Maya Cooper
by
DeadMoonChildposted on 03/17/2008
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