The eve of Halloween favors us.
Treachery storms the tides,
All uneasiness diffused.
The Light still struggles to break through -
A resilient fog of unhallowed deeds.
Light triumphs and blinds them,
Strikes from that cloud of murk.
With smiles on our faces,
With no doubt in our minds,
With focus in our eyes,
Foresee that we will rise.
For we are not blinded like them,
All uncertainty vanishes.
The armies clash.
Prophecy evolves into absolutism.
We will create meaning from destruction.
We are valiant and reckless.
We are Heinous!
30-Oct-2012 20:40:36