Sun, Sword and Fire
Red the sun was Red with fireRed the sunrise Red and dire
Peril peril a Rising steel tide
Death and fire Coming they ride
Death foretold By the heaven's above
Death was coming No mercy but false doves
Dread our hearts Were filled with
The skies turn crimson With death's cold kiss
Crimson scarlet Blood of innocents flow
Crimson rides forth Slaying as it goes
Why were they slain Why the innocent killed
Cold the sunset was Of death filled
So said Aerasio at 06:46
1 Comments:
i noticed u've found a new style. interesting. (: search on for more. lol. ok i shld speak for myself =X
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