The Omen - Poem by Addictive Poetry
Long ago, in a land far away, In the blackest of night, and the darkest of day,
he ventured alone, in the forest of life, surrendering to the one,
feelings and thoughts that words couldn't say,
and the price, was high to pay,
taking the body, taking the mind, taking the soul,
taking it all,
what's left was dead,
what's not, the same,
what comes to life, dies from the pain...
Lightning strikes, cracking the night,
the sign is clear, dark in the light,
ancient words, crypts of the fall,
blazing fire, the writings on the wall,
hell unleashed, blading the knife,
fire has burnt the forest of life..
Diamond black, carved till the end,
heaven's hell, the prophecy's bent,
scarred by the time, held in the cage,
sadness lost in the anger's rage,
river of blood, come from the past,
end is near..think fast..
Dragons of night,
come down to me,
deliver the omen,
the blood ridden sea.
Jolted tears, countless fears..
Reckless hate, sealed our fate..
Entity war, the womb's last scar..
The seas will flood, the river of blood.
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