Submissions by ezekey

Dusk covered the land
Like a million blankets the sun blackened
The dawn of the fiends has come
The imps arise from black holes

Thick dark smokes engulf the land
Red rivers of marred blood run freely
Hyena’s laughs and cries so vivid
Flimsy hopeless screams fill the night

Police sirens nowhere heard
All victims of the diabolic demons
The flattery head men are quiet
The dreaded gloom has no march!

The denizens of slums asphyxiated
The fierce fires devour their huts
Mothers and babies murdered in cold blood
Justice...

Above the plains the orb abides
The fiend’s hole forever bound
To all the dirt a light ashine
The mystic wind below ‘ll pound

Kind rush to rock  ‘ll lie
Orient face to acclaim the eye
Sword in hub cuts in tie
To all a kind amiss a bye

A turn of time the order round
The Kin in call a limb accord
Tree ‘ll sway a thorn found
Grass ‘ll rise to seal the board.

Will descent and take the place
A complete state unite again
Kindred peace all ‘ll trace
The apex end by all ‘ll gain