The Sentence ((Poems of a Rouge)) Lies and Treason The judge Called my crimes A Lier made of me The Humbled Rouge The Fighter, The Warrior, The Soilder Turned to crime Yet the Crimes I shall be hung for Are not my own But those of allies I called brothers
Maybe It will end the nightmares the sleepless nights
Maybe it will bring peace to my torrmented soul
Maybe being turned loose from this Mortal coil will bring peace and calm Or maybe nothing But the pits of hades await me
If this is my fate So be it
If it is not then the fates wish me to merely suffer more
But till i stand with noose tied tight round my neck I'll Know If they toy with me Or if Finnaly i shall know rest
hellflame3000 · Thu Mar 01, 2007 @ 01:02am · 0 Comments |