As Pride Precedes A Downfall So He Took His
Place Before The Firewall Of Dissonant Choirs Whose Faith
In One Was Embraced In This Wraith Whose Fate
Was Hung Between Forgiveness And The Damage Done An Electric
Scent Over Drear Decay Lent A Violent Surge To
Their Serenades... Through White Glades As His Winged Parade Bent
To Silhouette And To Sharpen Dull Razors Within Vast
Skies Unversed In Starkness His Might Grew And Blew Light
Hues To Grey... And Worse, A Third Of Stars
To Darkness Then Thunder Seethed And Wreathed In Thickening Night A
Line Was Drawn Midst Wrong And Right And Across
The Throats Of Thieves As Love Fell Choked, The
Tempest Broke From Heaven's Farthest Shore Descending To Eclipse All
Hope Repentance Might Stay Holy War He Would Not Heel
Nor Fake A Bow Murmur Curses To The Wind Enraged,
He Raved In Balrog Howls Upon A Storm Firstborn
Of Sin Incensed Anew, Rebellions Tore Like Frenzied Beasts Of
Prey Through Temple Doors... Thrown East Before The Midnight Masses And
Where Once Bliss Reigned So Serene In Sweeter Glades Now
Veins Ran Openly... Like Eyes That Shied From Kindred
Ashes When Suddenly There Shone A Hideous Light And A Voice
Like Three Insanities Soared Up In Thistled Speech... "Thou Hast
Bred Hate Where There Dwelt None And For This
Grave Mistake How Thou Art Fallen Morning Sun The Proud
Will Be Abased" He Would Not Heel Nor Fake
A Bow Murmur Curses To The Wind And Lo, The
Wrath Of God Swept Down... "Thou Art No More
An Angel Filled With Light, But A Leech To
Be Abhorred And Thou Shalt Suffer My Burning Will"... Quoth
This Raven:"Nevermore" Never Fucking More And With These Words Like
Heavy Stone Cast Against That Gilded Throne With Many Legions
Still In Tow He Turned His Wings To Flee His
Eyes A Picture Of Distaste Drawn To Tears And
In Their Place The Dawn Of Time And Fates
To Face Through All Eternity... I Wept For Him A
Deep Red River That Ran Like Blood Through Scarred
Ravines To Sluice Away The Guilt That Slithered Like A
Serpent Tongue To Eve For Once As I, In
Heaven Climbed Too High For Truth To Truly See My
Sunken Mind, Drunken And Blind Saw The Lie; That
Fool Was Me... Alone And Cold, Face To The
Crack Beyond Dark Gates With No Way Back His Crown
Of Gold Faded To Black Like A Bruise Upon
The Heart That Lingers With Thrill Kill Culture Shock
Wave Lenghts Of Rope To Hang High Ten Commandments By...
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