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Unintelligible Existence


Never ending it seems

The dance of life 
That we hold so sacred 

But who are we to sway into this mortal realm 

Labeling ourselves to some means of importance
Yet always looking to the sky for a glimmer of hope 
That our significance has some manner of substance 

For we are nothing more than lost children 
Always pretending that we have a grip on this reality

But at our core we shake at the unknown
And pray that the belief that we have chosen does not lead us astray 

What is the worth of the unintelligible existence 
That we so eagerly live
And what will we see when we awake after it all ends
 
~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~
 
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The Black Rose Of Hell

Tell me 

If I was born a demon 

Would I be damn to a life of sin 


Would the bloodline that I bear 

Condemn me to a world

Full of regret and a false sense of joy

 

And if I knew this truth. 


That I was bound to the lowest levels of hell 

Tell me 

Why would I hesitate to spread the devil's dogma


You see 

Not all that are born of a dark nature are evil

Some souls are just curse with a malevolent outlook 


But I believe  that If an angel can fall from the grace of God

Then a demon can raise above his own eternal damnation.


For a black rose that blooms in the pits hell is still a flower unto God 


~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~


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