The Song of LuciferA Poem by Tamara Beryl LathamIn keeping with the Halloween theme.Song of Lucifer From the crypt his voice is calling, deep, Satanic, eerie moans. The stars drift through a blood-drenched sky, then harmonize with piercing groans. The graveyard's still, no sound escapes, through cold, grey lonely, granite walls. While God and mankind lie asleep, it's at this time that Satan calls. In each looming necropolis, where, for years, the dead lay still, he elevates sleek marble tombs with little more than iron will - then sings "The Song of Lucifer," as the dead in slumber rise, He chooses who will savor hell, with deep, hypnotic, blood-shot eyes. Those poor souls who Satan's chosen, run amok like scattered sheep. Eternal torture in hell's fire, "Pray the Lord my Soul to Keep."
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6 Reviews Added on September 30, 2018 Last Updated on September 30, 2018 AuthorTamara Beryl LathamBrentwood, TNAboutRetired Research and Development Chemist - Pharmaceuticals. "Truth, like light, is often slanted." copyright, Tamara B. Latham more..Writing
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