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Leagues of Demons
written by Blackhawk11:33 PM 2/8/05A gray sky.
So blank and stolid as a wrathful storm brews In Their bowels.
The sky lit up and then darkened once again.
Another shot fired in the war between love and Hate.
Hate possesses leagues of demons in The "Crimson Battalions" Tearing and killing all Those who defy dark logic and Dare to love.
Love's small and meak "Corp. of Intimacy" dare to Stand against the truth that lies in darkness and The understanding which comes with a meditative Solitude.
The rain falls in perilous sheets, coming down Brutally upon sinful soil.
Love is weeping in its crushing defeat.
So weak and damned to suffer the potent pangs of Insignificance and obscene ideal.
Demons dominate the night and take to the true Beauty of the lesser sun of the night.
A pale figure uplifted to the realm of all stars and all
That is prophetic to the soon coming "Age of Darkness."
A true period of understanding and mysticism.
Divine and pure as a virgin's blood.
Cleansed af all falsehood and never tainted by a Miserable intuition.
Put dominating faith in the "Realm of Eternal Night."
Pledge your undying allegiance to the "Army of Shadows."
And vow to slay love and all of it's impurities. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
The real reason a storm rages through the waning of the night.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Panic (2-10-2005 - 10:08 PM)
| This is incredibly imaginative. I like it! |
by (guest) (2-27-2005 - 06:39 PM)
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