The Great WolfA Poem by L259.The curse of the deafening howl stays within
him, Yellow chipped claws will rip off their skin, His red, scarred eyes possessed by grim, The silence breaks, a rallying cry, He’s
doomed for aye!
Nocturnal crime and silent sky, The Great Wolf is still alone in the dead of
the night, He’s doomed for aye!
The blind rage wrapped its cold fingers
around his neck again, His sight get’s blurry as the hate coils
around him like a chain, Sweet obscurity has taken over his mind, He will never be refined, As the madness inside him, the moon owns the
sky, He’s doomed for aye!
Into the corrupt scenery of odd, This night the evil comes unfold, He stepped out, The filthy human race will wash away with
blood, The Great Wolf will tear out their frail,
empty hearts, For they wanted war tonight it starts, His yellow fangs, the spark of life will tear
away, For they wanted death it will be given
without delay, A lightning strikes the sky, He’s doomed for aye!
The Great Wolf digs into the flesh of his own
creation, Without elation, Blood splashes, shouts invading the night, It has come " the final eradication, Surviving is out of sight, Soul by soul will be doomed to hell by the
speed of light, From his blood stained snout evades a painful
cry, They are doomed for aye… © 2013 L259 |
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