Yes, once it was red and full of hope
now it is black and full of destruction
beating slow now and immersed in discontented grey hate
this child of christ now steps out of the light of honour
for on his lips is the blood of the last dark trinity
with the cold hopes of lost designations of god hood
No more will the lies of ancient Universal Texts hold manner
for the broken hearted toy of summer dreams unrequited
rolls forth the carpet of time and opens the door to the last war
then dies again and again and again in ****** communion of lost causes
and surely no one could should weep for a child of war
as they leave earth's realm to live in battle for ever more
Tempus fugit and it played havoc on aged mercury
so now he takes flight with stained ragged wings
folds the last of lost space with dinner plates whist angles sing
then they look down and tears of sorrows they bring
like splintered rainbows given in lies for everyone's sins
there is no glory in lost hope and all that it brings
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 10:57 AM UTC
Yes, once it was red and full of hope
now it is black and full of destruction
beating slow now and immersed in discontented grey hate
this child of christ now steps out of the light of honour
for on his lips is the blood of the last dark trinity
with the cold hopes of lost designations of god hood
No more will the lies of ancient Universal Texts hold manner
for the broken hearted toy of summer dreams unrequited
rolls forth the carpet of time and opens the door to the last war
then dies again and again and again in ****** communion of lost causes
and surely no one could should weep for a child of war
as they leave earth's realm to live in battle for ever more
Tempus fugit and it played havoc on aged mercury
so now he takes flight with stained ragged wings
folds the last of lost space with dinner plates whist angles sing
then they look down and tears of sorrows they bring
like splintered rainbows given in lies for everyone's sins
there is no glory in lost hope and all that it brings
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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