my punishing pain and the wars of saintsA Poem by winter;lyraI can feel my pain
It's in my way In my lane I wake insane Whose name tricks my gaze? Flames and saints rage entangled I throw my lance and hope it lands atop my enemy's banner Though the hammer of God is heavier What nebula of ire What miasma of profanity I can taste my pain It is my fame It is my reign It is my name So the Lord said I stay awake © 2017 winter;lyra
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