From The Dark He Came

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


Hope this is enjoyable for you horror fans.

Submitted: August 06, 2018

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My word and world holds ground and is real

 

More fixed than the faith you feel

 

Your word is putrid air in rotting lungs

 

A language spoken with spit from different tongues

It all seems like an eternity

 

This battle between our divine fraternities 

 

This battle between us two

 

"Good and evil", and me and you

Time has come to set myself free

 

And take back what you took from me
 

I protect those guilty of sin
 

The utlimate tempation seething within


I'm the vapor from the plague

 

That leaves the holy feeling vague

 

Infesting body and soul

 

Even the holiest of saints lose control
 

This mist that had me wonderig in resentment cleared
 

At last my physical frame is again feared



Have I not been in your shadows of  creation?

 

Giving it my own sick mutations?

 

As I rightfully corrupt the flesh

 

Squeeze through faith's mesh

 

Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away
 

You will never again have your holy way

 

 

 


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