While Upon Hallowed Ground

by DourParoxysm   Aug 15, 2009

Nihilism ailing.

Upon rapturing they rejoyced sexually on wailing forests.

The yellow-eyed leaf-men wait no longer in their chambers.

Lust calls them onward as they fall into a dour paroxysm.

Protect the innocent.

Save thy blinded soul from shadows only known by some and feared by many.

With heavy heart men lay down to face the horrors all around them.

Where is courage among the brave men?

Where is the passion that fuels man to rise above the weak?

To be better than the worst.

And to die unafraid.


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