From the depths of hell
it shall come
to slaughter the people
and take what it wants
A kingdom it will create
of evil and destruction
can no one stop what has to come?
A worrier shall rise
to save the people and thunder the skies
but time is not on his or her hands
as the clock is ticking
tick tick the hands will move
the power of evil finds its path
just a few more moments and the world shall not last
Far away the worrier does not realize the danger its people are in
So silently it sleeps while the world is being taken
the moster lets out a war cry like a screech
The worrier has been awakened
They rush to the scene that would shurly be the last
The evil rises high in the atmosphere
The worrier looks upon his or her death with utter cower and fear
The darkness takes its moment of hessitation to take what it wants
and all is now lost......
Vampiress Alexandria · Fri Apr 07, 2006 @ 04:27am · 0 Comments |