My greatest sin of all
Was to watch you shamelessly call
To those against whom you stood tall
And do nothing as I watched you fall
Into the depths of corruption and pain
Where one is soiled by the drops of rain
As they deform you, to become but a stain
In this world of the dead, of the gruesomely slain
At this point, I wish not to repent
I simply want to embrace my hellish descent
Because if you are a stain, then I am a dent
But I have a message that I wish to be sent
To the world, as a parting gift;
"Now that your saviours are rotting adrift,
Your towers will burn, and your houses will rift
And you will receive a death that is swift."
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 11:44 AM UTC
My greatest sin of all
Was to watch you shamelessly call
To those against whom you stood tall
And do nothing as I watched you fall
Into the depths of corruption and pain
Where one is soiled by the drops of rain
As they deform you, to become but a stain
In this world of the dead, of the gruesomely slain
At this point, I wish not to repent
I simply want to embrace my hellish descent
Because if you are a stain, then I am a dent
But I have a message that I wish to be sent
To the world, as a parting gift;
"Now that your saviours are rotting adrift,
Your towers will burn, and your houses will rift
And you will receive a death that is swift."
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