The Immortal ' Revivals: Back From Hell ' Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

It is the same ancient Immortal;
The King from far far beyond the sea.
Brought back from hell, by the Lord's own spell,
To fight the last battle, and crush his enemy.

Brought back from hell, by God's own will,
For one last time, one last chance at immortality;
Not on earth, but for what it's worth,
Strike down the sinner, and regain glory.

'Oh! thou have returned, ' said he 'But how did thee
Flee from my burning prison? '
'O Darkling Dragon, there was forged a key,
In thy smoldering hole, to redeem my soul, in agony.'

'Then God's own hammer, was handed to me:
To break thy gates and thine manacles of misery,
To seek vengeance once more, but not mine only;
To once more settle the score, for all of humanity.'

'Remember that war, that knocked down your door,
Once upon a spring? These brutes, I did bring:
My sinister soldiers, in case you did wonder!
Made thee destroy, an endless life of joy, with thine thunder.'

A never-ending quest of seeking serenity;
Because of anger he was blind.
Bound himself to a path of tranquility,
To pursue the peace of mind.

All the good deeds, meant nothing at that time,
For he did see, the Devil's true reality:
Took his soul, and left him grounded in grime,
That slime took his all, suffering for a hundred years by three.

And then again, rang the bell, for he hath a fate to fulfill:
He struck the Viper viciously, and on the verge of victory;
The Serpent stood still and tried his best to kill,
His own demon that rose from six feet under, splendidly.

He drew his sword as well, to defend mankind and not to dwell,
In a reign of schemes and broken dreams, and to be the Immortal to be.
The Devil down now on his knee, screaming 'Spare me, spare me, Ancient King!
Spare my life and thee, will once more, as did before, be granted immortality! '


He said, 'Immortal as I was, Immortal in a solitude sea,
Thee took all I did love, and left me alone in the grove
Of thorns deep within, and without the spikes of plenty!
Immortal and I did close, all of mine gates to mercy.'

And with the hammer in his grip, he lift his hands high;
One thump away from being free-, 'Wait! Your Majesty,
It's not yet too late, I can bring her back in a blink of an eye,
It's useless to slay me, for I cannot die! ' said the Devil humbly.

-He moved his hands with all the powers he was given:
For all the before deceiving promises he could deny,
Chanting 'Darling, for we sure shall meet again in heaven,
For I now am a believer, in the sympathy of the Sky.'

He brought down the end upon the Fiend, by the name of all that's holy;
Lucifer then was lead to swell, and suffer again, in his one and only hell,
The Warrior could conquer the Wicked, and finally fulfilled his destiny.
All what's left now is an apparition of the lost she, a vision of a faded memory!

It is The Immortal that rose from the dead, fuming aflame in fury;
Was given a second chance to amend what he did, and to relinquish anarchy.
All his debt is now cleared, and the weight of the world was no longer a penalty,
Then his spirit fled to his beloved, in a perpetual paradise lasting eternally.

Long Ago, Once Upon A Time,
A Great King traded his Soul for Eternity.
And that's the Last of The Immortal,
From The Far Far Kingdom Beyond The Sea.

The End.