For My Death
A fallen memory, my own is A fallen angel to those that knew me And a forgotten demon to those against me But I prevailed with honor
To those that come and go in many wars Surely to bring to us a piece of hell Which is what we fight up to the stars The demon of war too dark to tell
A wound in my heart stands tallest Of those I left behind in pain Surely my intentions were not like this I only wished their health and sanity
For every tear of blood spilt from my wounds I hold the belief of angels and demons To read this passage like my runes My soul stands caged unlike free men
I will not peer out and greet the full moon My heart will not call to the world Surely it is funny how unfair it must be to lose But reality only makes it an irony for I wont accept it
As I look at my last moments of living breath I see the reality of why it must be It is the gate to what really lies in death The truth I can finally see
A tear would have not spilt nor come For my power over the world will never fade My spirit stands strong and proud Like I know my family must stand
Surely my end must be tragic But in reality it is the sanctity of why I was born This is my final act of magic The reason why I will never mourn
Look upon the sea and tell me it died after it was created It lives forever more with its greatness and awesomeness Like the honor given to me for leaving for a noble cause My name may not be remembered, but my spirit will
And when the curtains finally close to me I want you to take what I taught you Spread it out to the world like the sea And hold my words well and true
Vulpi_Phasmatis · Mon Apr 19, 2010 @ 07:18am · 4 Comments |