Anology of a dead Priest ( Youth Gone Wild)

Upon the five black charred wings of morrow
lies the truth of another Blackened day.
And through the fields of hate and Pestilence.
lays the Graves that are in decay.

Upon a Grey Blood Splattered stone
lays the Priest of the Good, clean, white arch Bishop.
And in his mind, is mutiny, against the Good God Christ
Because a human Sacrifice, was Given to an evil lords Worship

Chains of evil were about his loins.
his Reeked of the death, of an Occultic chanted Sorrow.
Upon his breast, the number of the evil Beast
his Sacrifice, of his Soul, was given on a Borrow.

The demon Children Ages unknown
Were round about the white Chained Priest.
they wore woven Robes of horsehair;
Sliver bloody knives in hand.
They settled before the, God praying mercy Beggar, for an evil feast.

The darkened child Priest of evil, Raised his Sceptre of death.
lodging it into the ribs, of the trapped good Priest;
As his followers in the hell fire faith, chanted their dark old Runes.
While the blade hit the flesh, through to stone, Summoning the beast.

Through the bloodied flesh, of the God above loving Priest,
Came forth a demon , so Cold, fires burned the children's Stare.
As this black Spirited Glowed Red, eating the good Priests Soul.
While fires of hell, Stench, and Screams of Agony......
Waifed the Air!

Upon the Good white Priests chest, sat a cross made of Gold.
Tarnished by Sins, and things the Priest had once done;
He Remembered as his life flashed by his now darkening eyes.
thinking of those Same things of Sin, he told not one.

Then the children of black faith arose, arose for their feast,
eating of flesh, and drinking of his Iron tasting Blood.
As the last morsel was Consumed by the Dru's of death.
the Good Priests bones were burnt to Ash;
His Golden Cross Cast in mud.

As the evil ones left their bloodied stone of death.
one turned in time to See......
That Good, and bad would beat each other....
forever.....
and that's the way..... he thought.....
it should be.


   Date Unknown