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Syllables Of My Name
I was sick
Sick unto death with agony
White lips
Dealt my final verdict upon me
Seven candles before my eyes
Four dark walls on every side
Figures speak in unison
Producing indistinguishable hum
I was acclaimed
Overcome with nausea without consideration
Each of the flames
Turned from from God into Satan
Vision inaugurates to liquefy
Dark spirits wings through the electric sky
Demons grab and claw me down
To burning cells deep underground
Thoughts of death
All the judges quickly disappear
Laid to sweet rest
If I open my eyes will I see my only fear?
Lost in a maze
I'm laying on the hard wet stone
Drifting for days
Soaked in my blood gone cold
Feel the life from long ago
The razors edge is painful and slow
What demented minds conjured this
Inches away from crossing the abyss
(fifty-two paces...Forty-eight more... the circuit is complete)
I stop saying
Asking for an escape out alive
I stopped praying
And just asked God to take my life
The blistering cage is closing in
The floor falls vacant then I grin
Darkness shines like stars in the night
The hand of Christ pulls me to light
Love The Title
Very creative work. - allets
Thank you! The peom (lyrics)
Thank you! The peom (lyrics) is strongle based off of the Edgar Allen Peo story "The Pit And The Pundulum." The title is my favorie line from the story and I belive it sets a good tone.
Poe Is A Favorite
The Spansh Inquisition was the setting the Catholic. Church got a bad rep for burnings, but they turned only the unrepentant over to secular authorities for punishment. Most were saved. Some myths are strong. - allets -
Bothering me looking back at my spelling
Sorry for the many errors in my first reply, I was being rushed out the door as I was typing, lol.