Poem ~No Salvation~

No Salvation
Dark cloak to the truth the black messiah
haunting demons tearing the flesh appart
sweet silent graveyard time crossroad
faceless masquarade shadows of lives
in the shape of death timeless
At time where the temptation
to the open window drawn curtains
to jump on the beam ride to hell
when faceless the soul take the sanity away
wishing upon empty dreams
To numb again the living flame
where solitude save the time darken
to close the book of mirrors
to the dead darken slow hollow beat
full to the moment of the mind…………
Stefan 2009*

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