November 23, 2012
With gnashing teeth from hell’s dark gate they hail,
Their silver tongues speak lies unto mine ears,
And sing they praise to worshippers of Bale,
In haunting nightmares they kindle our fears;
In dissembling the will of man to live,
Their goal to suck the life from souls was laid,
And the devil they serve, their all to give,
A venomed lout, in sin’s mold was he made;
Yet in thy darkened miscreant corner lies,
A tortured wraith with dankish hand outstretched,
A King, with wish to save this soul, he dies,
And in The Book of Life the man was sketched.

Our savior lived a life of constant strife,

To give the undeserving a new life

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TheSkyOwesMeRain This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 17, 2012 at 6:41 pm
It was lovely, and I loved the last line especially :)
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