Friday, March 19, 2010
The Prophecy Of The Evil King
How he hangs from the trees,
Forever an overcast of shadows that darkness brings!
As he sways in the wind, and it’s eyes stand still,
As I ponder the reason my blood runs cold with chill,
Perhaps he did it to escape? The final solution, the evil thrill?
I stare into eyes of the soulless in front of me, eyes stand still,
In the area so desolate, where crows fiddle in the trees,
Forever over me, shadows that darkness brings!
Around me, the only area where birds don’t sing,
Around me, the willow with a body hanging from a string,
Forever, the place where people once cheered the death of an evil king,
I look into his eyes, tainted a cold colored grey, his eyes stand still,
Suicide or execution? Escape or what justice fulfilled?
A war lock of a man, the true beast of mankind,
With the mind of evil and insanity intertwined,
Forever over centuries, shadows that darkness brings!
The hanging of a tyrant, he stares at me, his eyes stand still,
His soul haunting the desolate fields, with the intention to kill,
the ghost from fire and brimstone, carrying the souls of innocent with him,
A prophecy, a story to be told, the tomb raider, the pallbearer of grim,
The king of kings with the heart of wicked within,
Forever scrolling through pages of history, overcastting shadows that darkness brings!
I look into his minds eye, the eyes of evil, his eyes stand still,
Soldiers armed by command to rape and pillage,
Total destruction of the hearts of families, a broken village,
Loyal noblemen and soldiers under the law of unholy, the tyranny of dominion,
The carnage of the almost surviving population washed away in oblivion,
Forever the overcast of humanity, slaughtered in shadows of what darkness brings!
I turn around and start to walk away, his eyes gazing at me, his eyes stand still.