Seven

by Darkest Angel   May 29, 2007


Pride never to lose
They only win, they never taking
No as an answer
They live to command and never to serve
there pride leads them

Constant rival to the light
Lusting the love that
They never could have
Every moment brings more to envy more to love
Hatred feeds them
They scream and yell letting there terror grow
Commends them it leads them
But lead by wraith, the ultimate being
It fears nothing not even death

They feed us, to take away the fruits of our labor
Keeping us from finding the secret they hide
there greed never seems to
Be satisfied but they take
Whatever they think they need
Gluttony can only satisfy itself
As to feed on out work on the food
Or our harvested fruits

These slothful creatures lie awake when we sleep dormant
In our mind they are known as the
Seven deadliest sin’s of all mankind
They live even in the pure

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