Prophecy…

When you hear thunder, remember me. Crimson stone is your heart,

you soul is made of fire; set me free.

True prophecy is that I must say goodbye, you only have to look at me

to know why. Please realize that all is lost, and it is I that has paid the cost.

My life, a cursed hell…no longer in your shadow will I dwell. I will learn to

take care and be free…it is simple; I have to be me.

 

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Walking the Valley of Death…

Blackness surges toward

the secret that lay ahead,

rugged, dark,  filled with

fire and poison, crystal

shrines evidence of

a path

ascending

descending

toward judgment.

Fortification, crowned with

sapphire heavens that

gracefully float toward a

path of great ascension or

deep dissension, granite

demons watch throughout

the long burning day, night

brought speechless shapes

under the moon.

Countless colored hues

infused with the winds, a

strange symphony, a cry in

the blackness that veiled

over ebbing life, then a cold

pallid light surrounded by

the crimson bellows of hell.

You have arrived”.

 

 

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The Gates…

I am death, covered

by the blood of life’s

victims, the peace

loving, the innocent

and the brave, silenced;

they lay with me here

in the grave.

The living stands in cold

silence, regret, moans on

every breath, living souls

that cannot keep away

the fear of death.

In the voices of life, there

could be heard prayer,

prejudice and dismay;

whether hate or fate, all is

now with me at “Heaven or

Hells” gate!

 

 

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