Tuesday, May 18, 2010

At The Gates

In tainted blood spilled from the betrayal that many of you have done
a list of sinners has been born.
The black gates have opened and the riders are now long gone
to collect those who have done so much wrong.
They will rip you off your comfort and all of what you've known all along
drag you in bloody knees to my mercy.
With pitiful eyes i will drown you with my sight
a cold kiss will caress your lips as i smirk with revenge.
Holding you from your hair i will name your sins and with one swift move
i will shatter your spine and toss you into the abyss.

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