Untitled(Part II)

By Deaths Apostle

Arise!

Soul from your flesh
Demon from the earth
Heart torn from your chest
Lashes across your back
Crush our minds
Gorge upon our souls
Steal all hope in our hearts

Eternal darkness cast
Upon the sea of death
Stench of decay fills us up
Only to be burnt away
Stink of burning flesh is all that's left
As we vomit upon the ashes of our lives

Falling into the void
Reaching for their hand
Only to have it be dust
Blinded by the power
Weakened from within
Hope shatters in the abyss
Wills are devoured in the pit
Lost merely to be found again

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Published on Friday, March 19, 2010. Filed under: "Philosophical" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

For the one who havenn't read Part I, I write this merely to show my disdain for society...Enjoy

Comments on "Untitled(Part II)"

On Friday, March 19, 2010, Malcholm Dark (806) wrote:

Great thought, dark visuals galore... A perfect last line to cap off a fine piece... in the 2nd verse could you explain the last 3 lines... Thanks for the write.
On Friday, March 19, 2010, Deaths Apostle (65) wrote:

Those three lines if looked at as I wrote, the death smells like decay, which is then burnt, leaving ashes, but still smells like decay, so it causes one to vomit...I suppose I shall clarify it a little better..Thanks for the comment
A former member wrote: That's because you can never remove the smell of The Void. Or the abyss.