BabylonA Poem by Phantasmagoric PerceptionsThe city is steeped in filth and decay Drowning in the Evil she breeds She's held together by spiderweb shams But deep in her bowels she bleeds.
This is the place I call home She's a cage for every criminal A city built on lies
Her patrons fall to their knees And worship ideas people sell Her towers and gates stand high To protect the city from herself
The stronghold of demons and blasphemy A people condemned to die Alas, Babylon must fall And with her, so shall I. © 2008 Phantasmagoric Perceptions |
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Added on July 30, 2008 AuthorPhantasmagoric PerceptionsI Wasn't Looking at, DjiboutiAboutA biography is a story of a life that has once been. Mine is a work in progress. more..Writing
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