A helluva dream
Down the rabbit hole I'm falling
Can't you hear the voices calling
From the darkness Creeping, crawling
Insanity, absurdity
A new day dawning
Judgements pending, Sins atoning
Wicked people and Lost souls roaming
Picked apart And tortured slowly
Only to remain Lost and Lonley
Distorted faces Smiling phony
Cackle laughing Hunger growing
Half dead beasts And marked men showing
Devilish scars And eyes plucked open
Burning pits with Embers glowing
Stitched up lips And bones all broken
Satan's army Proud and devoted
Marching forward Leaving blood rivers flowing
Naked witches round the fire they're dancing
Singing chanting "Lucy I invoke thee "
Burning rancid Flesh ripped wide open
Empty cribs And lost mother's hoping
Endlessly searching While eternally choking
Dead men's hands Reaching and groping
Calamity of Insanity Rapidly approaching
Open wide eyes already crying
When this vision I had awoke me
I open up my blind minds eye
Try to see what God wants to show me
Upon us are the end of days
Nigh are the days of suffering
Take this hint, this sign, this clue
Prepare for what's upcoming
In the dark is lurking
Evil perverse and cunning
Souls twisted into monsters
Into demons they are turning
Into a land so promised
Recycled souls returning
I think that I have done my job
I hope all heed my warning
Because marked men are left in hell
And spend eternity burning
About this poem
I awoke from a dream that seemed had lasted a lifetime and while every detail was still fresh input pen to paper and this masters piece emerged. o paper
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Written on February 25, 2024
Submitted by niki.30908 on February 25, 2024
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Words | 233 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 42 |
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