At nightfall the slayers come to avenge the
Death of their king, The innocent are killed by the loathsome
Desires of selective elimination that blinds their hearts with
Destructions, Built in many generations they take it all in 100 days.
The bleeding days of sorrow mourns the birth of death
Of the mortal memories that garnished everyone’s soul with
A longing for a bright new day, The African sun dies at the
Sight of shame as the demons play tunes that bleed the ears of
Life to death.
A cloud of darkness covers the moon as they beg for
Mercy to change the unbelievable reality of destruction,
The dark tide that sweeps through every home kills the
Others without any change of redemption,
Their walking emotions linger in grave yards of the present
Where the past rests not in peace.
Tears soak hearts as the rain of blood pours down to kill
Life once more, The long lost memories of the slayed souls
Ignite a spark of fury and sadness that will rise to
Live in minds and pools of sorrow, The black dead symphony
Plays as she takes the day with the lose of deep breath…
She dies ashamed of them.
The screams of desperation remain unheard as they approach
With encroached dark intensions, Many fell pray to the hell
Created by the vindictive spirits to prove their mortality,
A dark arch angel’s wings flap to resurrect a hurricane that
Steals the only passion left in the survivors of its wrath.
In the absence of light they plan their great escape and hope
To swim in the wishes of their minds, The beginning of the
End starts with a brief silence of desperation, A
Mountain of bodies with a steep flow of blood attracts
The vampire vultures in the center of the city,
Bleeding emotions flow to create a thick sea of blood
That absorbs the sunshine, A killing of emotions calls
Through to slay life to the edge of a cliff where beauty
Was once felt.
