as we dance
we die
as we prance
we will not survive
this is our end
this is our beginning
our final hour is here
and yet we ignore these warnings
hope has been lost to all
only the sick will laugh
only the crazy will cackle
I am one of these people
I will smile at your demise
much fun will come with this doom
this end will please all who are like me
demons will rip flesh from bone
and suck all the blood as it runs down your horror filled face
dreams will perish eternally
nightmares will roam the real world
no more will they be imaginary
they will kill the unbelievers and demolish the ones who believe
no one will escape
for when it is time for the ones like me to die
we will laugh to the end
we will smile as we are tortured
we will plead for more.....more
and then the world will die
and darkness will be all
no one can escape this hell
and the demons will thrive in his eternal night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strong feelings harnessed well by your pen-a poem not to be taken lightly.10.