MikeG71

6'4,sexy,awesome,i play guitar

Guitar,my girlfriend, my friends and pokemon

Blood lay streaked across his pale hands,
Dead and hollow bodies; lay across this barron land.
He stands solemnly and proud, a sword in his grip,
The wind howls with sorrow; as his fangs slip through his lips.

The moon shines down, with an illimitable glaze,
It covers the vacant valley, with a glant gaze.
Crimsonic fluids; mix with lucious green grass,
He sweats and bleeds and he remembers his past.

A large fist, raised within thee air,
His voice casted out with might,
" Walk eternally with me through the fires of hell, "
" Fly with me through this malistic night. "

" We fight and feed, in the depths of dark, "
" Apon our bodies, we hold this devilish mark, "
" Brought forth by hate, and retributional sin, "
" Our life story unfolds,as we wait for life to begin. "

" I call forth apon this hell I redeem, "
" Show your mighty evil, be gruesome and obscene, "
" I cast you down, to rein retribution on earth, "
" Under satonic ruling, we shal rebirth. "

He would walk away slowly,
A sword in his hand,
A statement of True Divne Maddness,
As hell overcame the land.

Mike G. 4/24/06