Darkness coveted against the light of life
The divinity had engender an inimical thing
Procrastinated the happiness of existence
He nabs you with his sharp curved harpoon
Plethora was seen in his scythe dripping
And leave you lifeless as a natant leaf
His zygoma has no muscle or vein
The black dress below is writhe
The time of visiting is very vauge
Living his life in the tyrannical underworld
Either brings you to sanctuary or insanity
Hunting souls to relieve hunger
Only to see you praying to our Divine creator.
Posted by last October 15, 2011 at my previous blog site sipocotasinsipulangangui.wordpress.com