Mutilate
05-05-2009, 06:11 AM
the day of night
The day of night is upon the world
Not just one of its many sectors
The sun is not around any
Nor are any around the sun
All are layed to rest
But none in their beds
Scattered in their cloaks
Scattered in the ground
All but one a fearsome god
But not a god at still
Wrapped in a black veil and cloak
The screams of the people he thrived
One more night was his to rule
For now and ever more
He has many people to feed
To grab their youth
Rob their innocence
To turn to him
Nothing will survive
But one true warrior here to save the day
But the day he cannot save
The night is here forever
The people he cannot bring back
So to the true god he does go.
But not as a victim to himself
But a victim to his conquerer.
Liberated to heaven
Where his day does come.
He is stuck and the ruler of night plunges into the hell of day
The punishment for he
Is an eternity in heaven
But not to converse with the friend of god
But to Weap Into the sun.
And do the bidding of angels.
Forgotten
The suffering
Forgotten
The monotonous
Forgotten
The dead
Remembered
The deadly
Remembered
The children
Remembered
The memories
Forgotten
The images
Forgotten
Friends
Never
Family
Forgotten
Music
Forgotten
What of this world
What leads to forgetting what we are
What we were
Who we were with
What did we care about
What do we care about
These questions
And their Answers
Forgotten
Fornever
The world is fornever
Tossing and turning night into day
And day into night
The moon rose today
And set tomorrow
As the sun rose
And set again
A typical patten
To end soon
The dish in the sky is plotting
Evil and heated chaos
Turning even the heaven into the hottest of hell
The people not knowing
Helpless to the plea and mercy of the creator
But still
The Earth spins round
Fornever
please comment and enjoy
The day of night is upon the world
Not just one of its many sectors
The sun is not around any
Nor are any around the sun
All are layed to rest
But none in their beds
Scattered in their cloaks
Scattered in the ground
All but one a fearsome god
But not a god at still
Wrapped in a black veil and cloak
The screams of the people he thrived
One more night was his to rule
For now and ever more
He has many people to feed
To grab their youth
Rob their innocence
To turn to him
Nothing will survive
But one true warrior here to save the day
But the day he cannot save
The night is here forever
The people he cannot bring back
So to the true god he does go.
But not as a victim to himself
But a victim to his conquerer.
Liberated to heaven
Where his day does come.
He is stuck and the ruler of night plunges into the hell of day
The punishment for he
Is an eternity in heaven
But not to converse with the friend of god
But to Weap Into the sun.
And do the bidding of angels.
Forgotten
The suffering
Forgotten
The monotonous
Forgotten
The dead
Remembered
The deadly
Remembered
The children
Remembered
The memories
Forgotten
The images
Forgotten
Friends
Never
Family
Forgotten
Music
Forgotten
What of this world
What leads to forgetting what we are
What we were
Who we were with
What did we care about
What do we care about
These questions
And their Answers
Forgotten
Fornever
The world is fornever
Tossing and turning night into day
And day into night
The moon rose today
And set tomorrow
As the sun rose
And set again
A typical patten
To end soon
The dish in the sky is plotting
Evil and heated chaos
Turning even the heaven into the hottest of hell
The people not knowing
Helpless to the plea and mercy of the creator
But still
The Earth spins round
Fornever
please comment and enjoy