The Bloodrose

(someplace / somewhere)

Avenging Angel


the angel knelt in solemn prayer
with darkest wings and darkest hair
his eyes aglow in starless nights
yes, there will be blood tonight

he rises up with sword in hand
dark and ominous, he stands
his saber glinting in moonlight
yes, there will be blood tonight

watching now with piercing eyes
his tongue slick with unspoken lies
bracing mind, he runs to fight
yes, there will be blood tonight

his horse astride, his sword held high
he bellows glory to the sky
the townspeople begin their plight
yes, there will be blood tonight

soaring now into the air
with darkest wings and darkest hair
he dives, his face a horrid fright
yes, there will be blood tonight

our avenging angel, cool and clear
inspiring the blackest fear
with darkest wings he has taken flight
yes, there had been blood tonight

Submitted: Tuesday, April 07, 2009

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