Chaos Legion Knight The Inner War Poem by Louis Borgo

If the world was to collide and all ways meant of passion time

Through every tunnel light revolve the center of perfection yet to be found

To see what in the eyes of a man that indeed has the righteous found the guilty

Hands beside laughter a storm

Friend a pal who left to won

Dreaming out loud lost in the conscience realm

Tender a right evolve a storm link a barrel glass a stone

Sky of a search fallen of a Angelica force

Link of colors a mist of bliss of a figure

If like mind think a like dunk and cover

Who will win.