Faint Light of Hope

Mon, 09/15/2014 - 15:38 -- ecimase

Round the pouring hatred flows

In the maw of fire below

To the inferno, they return

Spawn of evil, they all shall burn

Fall of many a great empire

Products of darkest desire

Lives that murders soil

Ocean of blood that will boil

Everyone, they vanish

To the depths, all banished

Due to desperate wars

Full of hidden horrors

A battle none have won

In a world of maybe one

Looking for signs of life

Dearly missing his wife

Not all hope is gone

He looks forward to the dawn


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