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- - - GHOSTS OF YESTERDAY - - -
"Protect me from your punishment
On the day your servants are resurrected."
- Arabic Prayer
Pray, tell me how I came to this?
A wasted shell of a man
Damaged, deranged
At home with the damned
The north wind carries a mournful tune
Sickly sweet with a taste of tombs
From catacombs, a song of bones
Succumb to doom under the moon
Enshrined with shackles
Tethering my soul
An idol of torment
Self imposed and justified
I linger on beneath the witching bell
Burning like embers from the pits of Hell
This penance is forever mine
A nail in the coffin, the screws of fate
Shelters the thunder against this wraith
I can't leave it behind
Chiseled in tombstones
Curse upon my heart
An icon of despair
Self imposed and justified
Razors serenade the pulsing vein
That hour before phantoms wane
The morning ghost, ungrateful hosts
Of masquerades beyond the grave
Pray, tell me how I came to this?
Like a thorn dipped in sorrow
Broken, beaten
Relic of tomorrow
I linger on beneath the witching bell
Burning like embers from the pits of Hell
This penance is forever mine
A nail in the coffin, the screws of fate
Shelters the thunder against this wraith
I can't leave it behind
And sometimes a wish, conceived
By seeds of lunacy, blooms deformed
From the heart of regret
With the face of desperation
I am shamed by these tears
That will endure the years
The guilt takes its place with
The ghosts of yesterday
I linger on beneath the witching bell
Burning like embers from the pits of Hell
This penance is forever mine
A nail in the coffin, the screws of fate
Shelters the thunder against this wraith
I can't leave it behind
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 14th Apr 2016
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14th Apr 2016 5:36pm
Lord Hades a very wicked, mournful write..
written with the hellish expertise only you know how to deliver..
deep inking Sir..
love Crim
written with the hellish expertise only you know how to deliver..
deep inking Sir..
love Crim
15th Apr 2016 00:45am
Anonymous
14th Apr 2016 9:57pm
Lord Hades...these lines here spoke to me and rattled my currently tormented and hidden dark side...
"Enshrined with shackles
Tethering my soul
An idol of torment
Self imposed and justified"
Beautifully haunting write.
With love - Sweet Sacrifice xoxo
"Enshrined with shackles
Tethering my soul
An idol of torment
Self imposed and justified"
Beautifully haunting write.
With love - Sweet Sacrifice xoxo
15th Apr 2016 00:47am
I'm supposed to be MIA but the damnable words are making me insane just bouncing around my head. Figured I would express them. Thank you, sweet Sacrifice.
Anonymous
15th Apr 2016 2:53am
Whatever works for you Lord Hades...but I'm glad to still be seeing you.... :)
