Wednesday, June 18, 2008
9:38 PM
What is Hate,
But the darkest recesses of your mind?
The great fire that will never abate,
A hidden power within to find.
Burning into your veins,
Like a living flame.
Thoughts, no longer sane.
But by you, power reigns.
And who could contest such a life?
When all melts at a touch,
Even your tortured heart's strife,
Withers without a fight. Much.
Your enemies fall at your feet,
Limbs and minds hewn apart.
But where are your loved ones?
Dust. Floating upon the Raven's craven beat.
All ashes.
Burned.
Incinerated.
By reckless Hate.
Power incarnate.
Romulus Demonicus
ravens
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