9 views
Rise
As I Sit In My Study, But A Thought
Shall Reach Mine Head,
What Shall Our Cursed Race Be Like
When I Am Dead?
Our Orb Is Famelicose For Power,
Earth's Child Is Not Us Yet Rather A
Flower
We Cling To An Urge To
Quomodcunquize,
Thou Are A Storm Upon The Rise,
Whom Amongst Thou Is Not A Slave
To This Race?
This Is A Horror Lacking The Precense
Of Grace,
Shall Thou Rise And Shall Thou Fly?
Or Shall Thou Truly Fall And Die?
Shall Thou Hold A Tender Hand To
Peace?
Or Shall Thy Own Hand Force Thou To
Cease,
I Ponder About Thy Lies,
Thou Regard Them As True But Thou
Canst Not Deny,
Thou Are Weak And Thou Shall Fall,
And Tumble Down Ill People All,
Thou Shall Crumble And Thou Shall
Die,
Soon Your Death Will Not Make Any
Cry.
© Anonymous DC
Shall Reach Mine Head,
What Shall Our Cursed Race Be Like
When I Am Dead?
Our Orb Is Famelicose For Power,
Earth's Child Is Not Us Yet Rather A
Flower
We Cling To An Urge To
Quomodcunquize,
Thou Are A Storm Upon The Rise,
Whom Amongst Thou Is Not A Slave
To This Race?
This Is A Horror Lacking The Precense
Of Grace,
Shall Thou Rise And Shall Thou Fly?
Or Shall Thou Truly Fall And Die?
Shall Thou Hold A Tender Hand To
Peace?
Or Shall Thy Own Hand Force Thou To
Cease,
I Ponder About Thy Lies,
Thou Regard Them As True But Thou
Canst Not Deny,
Thou Are Weak And Thou Shall Fall,
And Tumble Down Ill People All,
Thou Shall Crumble And Thou Shall
Die,
Soon Your Death Will Not Make Any
Cry.
© Anonymous DC
Related Stories
