Wall
I see a man, but he has no face No features Only the side he is willing to bare Back to the world It may as well be a wall of stone You can see the fire fine from here The scorched earth of weary hearts Forego the pleas of weeping angels Damn forth the skeptics Damn all who oppose Should man rise to meet me I will burn him back down Heed only the voice of self All is ablaze around these walls of stone His Back to the world All is lost around these walls of stone
Submitted by NecroLord — Aug 14, 2026
Never again Will this door be open to you And the book is read no more My arms are crossed Tight as a prison cell Like the throes of some twisting hex A storm in my eyes, warning Of the fury that awaits The road is long And my wrath is endless Sworn to this bitter path You will know my anguish And i want nothing less Cast out upon us In the throes of some wretched hex Never again Will this body be open to you And the book is read no more
Submitted by NecroLord — Aug 14, 2026