The Rememberance - 8th Forbidden

The Rememberance - 8th Forbidden

A Poem by Octavious
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This is just a poem intro to a song from a part of my novel in progress.

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The days of darkness have passed away,
but their souls still linger in our days.
Constantly we are remembered,
they remind us of their deaths, and what happened that December.
As the snowflakes fell, 
and the blue flame danced, 
their heart froze, and their struggles summoned their death.
The Creatures from Archnal's gate passed into the world that we live into today.
With death and torture their only choice, 
They opened their minds with no rejoice,
With one slit, the blood trickled down,
and unlike most the bright light heard the sound,
The scent so great,
and the bait to waste, 
they came to give their victims their fate.
One by one their teeth sunk in,
And the fire began to burn within,
Their skin tearing, 
and their lips falling off,
their teeth pointing,
and their eyes sinking to a drop.
One by one their souls released,
and this is the death that the children preach, 
with one song they all say,
what had happened that very day.
In the forest bright lights shine,
Revailles is safe until we breath
the bright lights hear, and come to see
shout and scream as the approach
their teeth sink sink as flames crawl in

Melting, melting - it saves us all.
Where Revailles stand Archnal falls,
Red and blacks its upon us all
Death's a threat and wins again.
Royals delay, but starve to the end.

In the forest's bright light shines
the bright light hear and come to see
Shout and scream as they approach
their teeth sink as flames crawl in 
Melting, melting - they spare us all. 

© 2015 Octavious


Author's Note

Octavious
pay this no mind, this is just a piece for a contest, but I hope you enjoy it anyways.

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Octavious
Octavious

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