Follow my trail of entrails
Into the mouths of hell
Swear to your gods that all
Is good and well
Pray for forgiveness
Do you see the world that
I have created
Isn’t it most wonderful
Don’t whimper, but fight
Screeching howls guide
The fallen
To where, not even I know
This is my gift to thy
Sinners
See the world for what
It is
Corruption forsaken by
The dawn of reality
And angels wings, no
Longer the heart of man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey troy, thanks for the comment but i dont think i can take much credit when your writing poems like this one(: it was very real and flowed very nice!