Lithium
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The cold rain of deaths parade
Beating on my skin
Fairy Dust and Dragons wings
Where does my next left begin?
Fantasy has no boundaries here
Little elves are knocking at my door
Blood stained swords and spells of wrather
I believe I have done this all before
Majestic mountains rise up high
The streams seem to bend
Dungeon walls and pits of snakes
When will this quest of horror end?
Gargoyles watching over me
They should ward all evil away
But fate has played a terrible trick
And lured all corruption to stay
Stars and Flames light up the night
But clouds still remain
The only way to find your soul
Is to let your mind go insane
Evil and Hatred is all around
Power and knowledge for you to gain
Just remember these helpful words
Pain is pleasure and pleasure is pain
Golden roots of winding trees
Reach out for your binding soul
They purify you heart and you mind
With burning embers of coal
What do you know of mysterious worlds
Of things you just cant see
Do you really believe these thing exist
Or can they just not be?
Angels tears and devils wings
Can make you hide in fear
Visions of world destruction
Can you see the end is near?
Prophercies and chartered maps
Are hidden from our eyes
Of course its wealth and power
That cover all the lies
Lying in a bed of waste
A shallow grade to rest your head
Your body decays and memories will fade
Just remember nothing matters when your dead...
This poem is about 10 or more years old.. I wrote it backing during my depression/goth phase of highschool..lol
Beating on my skin
Fairy Dust and Dragons wings
Where does my next left begin?
Fantasy has no boundaries here
Little elves are knocking at my door
Blood stained swords and spells of wrather
I believe I have done this all before
Majestic mountains rise up high
The streams seem to bend
Dungeon walls and pits of snakes
When will this quest of horror end?
Gargoyles watching over me
They should ward all evil away
But fate has played a terrible trick
And lured all corruption to stay
Stars and Flames light up the night
But clouds still remain
The only way to find your soul
Is to let your mind go insane
Evil and Hatred is all around
Power and knowledge for you to gain
Just remember these helpful words
Pain is pleasure and pleasure is pain
Golden roots of winding trees
Reach out for your binding soul
They purify you heart and you mind
With burning embers of coal
What do you know of mysterious worlds
Of things you just cant see
Do you really believe these thing exist
Or can they just not be?
Angels tears and devils wings
Can make you hide in fear
Visions of world destruction
Can you see the end is near?
Prophercies and chartered maps
Are hidden from our eyes
Of course its wealth and power
That cover all the lies
Lying in a bed of waste
A shallow grade to rest your head
Your body decays and memories will fade
Just remember nothing matters when your dead...
This poem is about 10 or more years old.. I wrote it backing during my depression/goth phase of highschool..lol