Demonic SerenadeA Poem by Connor BurnsThe demons and their serenading.Demonic Serenade
My blood fell from my scars, as i wished upon the stars.
My life was over, soul fading, I could hear my demons serenading.
Why had this life been Hell, All i wanted was life yet I fell.
The burning in my heart was extinguished by cold, My blood, taken to make a demons mold.
Blasphemy took my sanity and threw it away, My voice was gone with nothing to say.
The demonic song made my ears bleed, Their music sparked a demonic seed.
Violins of flesh and bone in hand, This was hells evil band.
Tear my soul from this hollow heart, Let this serenade end the start.
The soothing sounds of sin and evil, spark this black, hellish upheaval.
The scent of black blood thickens the air, Through the flames i hear a demonic snare.
Ripping through the void as a razor through flesh, The air hangs heavy with bloody like mesh.
Release my soul, release my lies, For i will summon my army of flies.
In this Hell I feel it consume, This is the night I face my doom.
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1 Review Added on April 25, 2013 Last Updated on April 25, 2013 AuthorConnor BurnsGilbert, AZAboutI love writing especially from the heart. I play violin and guitar and take pride in all of my writing and musical endeavors. more..Writing
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