By HeadpatSlut

 I saw her face again today, from this world I break away-
There's nothing more to say I screamed her name out from my grave-
From the highest mountain top, I burn her memory today-
She was a ghost burned in my soul, her voice a blessed curse in gold-
Her kiss was a knife I used to cut myself to pay the toll-
I swore my vengeance, dug the grave and with their deaths reclaimed control-
Beyond the blood, her face remains, imbedded in my heart, my brain-
I can't forget the faces of the slain, I still can't shake that pain-
So when I die I'll sing her song and scream out loud her name.

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Copyright 2013 DK6_Marius
Published on Monday, March 4, 2013.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

I wrote this before Blackened Angel, while I was definately listening to the same kind of music while writing both, I wouldn't really say the two are related.
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  • Devilish On Tuesday, March 19, 2013, Devilish (2661)By person wrote:

    Well hell i forgot how good you were.. lol. damn it.. rhyme king are we.. i love that. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: You see to have captured, caressed and captioned my own memories in these very sentimental words. Thank you for gracing us with your painful embrace. "Find your path blessed upon your journey" =} Scholar

  • Star On Monday, March 4, 2013, Star (923)By person wrote:

    holy shit, this is darkly beautiful this was even better than last one.. i give this one a 10/10 for sure.. (:

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