deepundergroundpoetry.com
Morningstar: Hammer Fall
Watching eyes in shadowy corners
Seeking ways to usurp those
In higher station
Whispering tongues sing treacherous tunes
Into gullible ears
To ensure the knife
Plunges straight and true
Bodies fall like rain, upon the streets the slain
Bleed like rivers onto celestial courts
Haggard angel wings, as they sadly sing
Wither like roses in cursed drought
Weapons, they clash as warriors so rash
Fly into holy battle, glorified
For blood and God, angels so flawed
Trample over those who have died
Angels rise,
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
In the skies
Battle calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
As the holy host drifts like a ghost
Numb and immune to the dying throes
White columns stained red with the rotting dead
Madness eats away at his divine self
Treachery
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
On the block
Judgment calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
Form the ranks
One last time
With sword and shield
To break the lines
In Heaven
Behind eyes
Slashing death
The wailing cries
With the heads of the fallen dead
Who will stand to take the Lord’s mantle
Betrayal to the last, set upon the lash
Brings a holy kingdom to dismantle
An insane god, tattered and flawed
Standing numb as his children falter
Looking about, into the mouth
Of madness on this field of slaughter
Angels fall,
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
In the skies
Battle calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
Seeking ways to usurp those
In higher station
Whispering tongues sing treacherous tunes
Into gullible ears
To ensure the knife
Plunges straight and true
Bodies fall like rain, upon the streets the slain
Bleed like rivers onto celestial courts
Haggard angel wings, as they sadly sing
Wither like roses in cursed drought
Weapons, they clash as warriors so rash
Fly into holy battle, glorified
For blood and God, angels so flawed
Trample over those who have died
Angels rise,
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
In the skies
Battle calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
As the holy host drifts like a ghost
Numb and immune to the dying throes
White columns stained red with the rotting dead
Madness eats away at his divine self
Treachery
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
On the block
Judgment calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
Form the ranks
One last time
With sword and shield
To break the lines
In Heaven
Behind eyes
Slashing death
The wailing cries
With the heads of the fallen dead
Who will stand to take the Lord’s mantle
Betrayal to the last, set upon the lash
Brings a holy kingdom to dismantle
An insane god, tattered and flawed
Standing numb as his children falter
Looking about, into the mouth
Of madness on this field of slaughter
Angels fall,
One and all!
The holy lords
Against the wall
In the skies
Battle calls
Smashing death
The hammers fall
Published 25th Jun 2014
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 5
reading list entries 0
comments 7
reads 797
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
25th Jun 2014 4:28pm
A smashing Battle seen here Hades-Quite the in-depth Write Sir-Thoroughly enjoyed!!!
(One of my old bands wrote a song called-My Brother fell asleep at the Hammerfall show)
Because he bored them to tears- -we made him attend...so that was his payback from us dragging him along :) (it was a great one in my eyes-he could sleep anywhere anytime-ha!!!
(One of my old bands wrote a song called-My Brother fell asleep at the Hammerfall show)
Because he bored them to tears- -we made him attend...so that was his payback from us dragging him along :) (it was a great one in my eyes-he could sleep anywhere anytime-ha!!!
25th Jun 2014 4:51pm
25th Jun 2014 4:49pm
Thanks! That's funny. Years ago the wife and I went to Ozzfest and they had a shitty line up right in the middle of the day. I sat thru Linkin park but slept right thru crazy town and papa roach. Thank the gods for small favors
26th Jun 2014 00:04am
These two Writes were quite prolific Sir-I took the cheesy way out to comment just the one here- :)
*Indeed You ARE lucky Sir-that may have scarred You for life had You been awake-bad memories do haunt :)
*Indeed You ARE lucky Sir-that may have scarred You for life had You been awake-bad memories do haunt :)
26th Jun 2014 1:28am
Anonymous
27th Jun 2014 11:22am
I absolutely love this poem.
28th Jun 2014 5:32am
