The Fall
Posted By: Demetri Amaro<sgtteddybear@gmail.com>
Date: 15 April 2006, 2:52 am
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oh! how the sky burns and bleeds
because of our sin planted seeds,
purple pink and passionate red
twirl and mix till we are all dead,
Snarl and Screech fill the space
but alas the sound of sarrow finds no place,
The body of friends and foe alike spin
in the dark empty void none win,
Gold and Gray worn with pride
Face purple and blue as foes that never die,
shots crack and grenades thump
all the while we fly down Hearing, mind the bump
The sounds of war go marching on
but on for however long?
in the fall of humanity
who will our saviour be?
the one of many joined to fight
of whom most take flight?
or one of the strong of spirt and mind
who jump through hell perfectly timed?
or one of those made to wear a servantile cape
who stands for the morals we try to escape?
A covanant was forged to set us free
but one was also forged we couldnt see
One that vowed we would die
and we will as we try
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