Treasure Island

Oscar Mork

(Norway)

Thy Evil Come..


Would madness ever stand alone
Inside this cage of memories
Pick up the leaves of this fallen tree
And make me whole

Could the inside of sanity
Ever consume the remains of me
Made a lie that will follow me
Into the arms of the dead

Wish away the grief I`ve shed
Gone asleep in the Halls of the dead
Let Thy Evil Come
Thy Shall Be Done

Darkness moves where Light should be
And the soul cries out set me free
Let My Evil Come
I Shall Be Done

Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2005
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  • Lissa P (4/1/2008 8:41:00 PM)

    okay playing on god..
    interesting choice
    but it really gets the point across.
    agian luv the poem (Report) Reply

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