I want to share my poem of the struggle for souls!
War For Souls
The Ancient Sage prepares the brew,
There’s a deadly potion pending.
A wicked plan, a dangerous crew,
A band for war they are sending.
Deadly though that message be,
Much worse the vein that’s spiked.
Scorpions ascend from abysmal sea,
Their music has them psyched.
Thundering forth like horses into battle,
Steel guitars as locust wings they drone.
Abaddon’s there leading them like cattle,
The Son of destruction’s on his throne.
The cry for slaughter is in their words,
An inferno awaits their plight. read more »