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Apocalypse
A pretty broken town aflame
Shines vibrant in the night
And high above, the deathbells ring,
Screams muffled by their chimes
Whatever god you're praying to
You'd better pray right now
The wolves are snarling, wild and free
Set loose upon the town
A dormant church, a brilliant light
Stained panes reflect their tints
Mosaic of their glory hues
No angels left within
Whatever star you're wishing on
Better hope the heavens fall
A prophecy of wrath fulfilled
Ignored their warning call
Now horsemen thunder through the streets
Sculpted from the hells
Four chariots to ferry sin
No lost souls left to sell
Apoca-mazing!
Magnificent write.
Standing in a town of flames
Bell ringing
Wolves howling
A church light hoping to find sanctuary,
because you know death is coming.
Excellent.
I felt as if I was there.
Love.
=^.^=
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Thank you; I'm glad that I
Thank you; I'm glad that I can still touch someone with what I write. It was my first piece in a long while.
And I wanted to add, that I have your signature quote about angels in my quote book. Nice to know someone else enjoyed it as much as I did =)
"Every Saint Has a Past and Every Sinner Has a Future." ~Oscar Wilde
<3 M.M. Plagmann