From The Dark He Came

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

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Submitted: August 06, 2018

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Submitted: August 06, 2018




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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