Tonight

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Gothic

    Tonight

    Tonight, your cities will burn...tonight you will know the pain that I inflect.
    Tonight, the sinless shall feel my wrath.
    Tonight, you shall wonder no more about being left behind.
    Close your eyes, let it all seep in..
    Tonight, you shall try to kneel in frount of me...try but i will know your lies.
    Tonight, you will beg for redemption, but all you will get is damnation.
    Tonight, you beg me to be your king...you will beg me to be your savior.
    How will your god like that?
    Your fear is only the begining. Terror is what you will soon realize, as i ride across the land.
    Tonight, I go on the hunt...the land shall run red with the blood of sinner and saint alike...
    Tonight, your painkiller is here...let me be the last thing you see before seeing the firery gates of hell.
    Tonight, I shall seek, I shall destroy...you shall have no place to hide.
    Tonight, as the fires are burning...all you will hear is my laughter fading in your ears as you meet your death.
    THE END.....

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Liljoe’s Poems (5)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Love 0
    Death 1
    Sinner and Saint 0
    My Wife 0
    Tonight 0