From here there is a new master controlling the marionettes strings pulling and pushing stealing memories and pushing back the flood as it hides the moment of clarity. My writing reflects this. The moment of clarity is the brief moment between moods. The moment when everything is clear when all your thoughts are in line and you know everything you need to know.....the moment your future is laid out like a rose covered path to the angels alter.......................enjoy......Morgan
The demons dance to the song of the ages chanting to the drums of a new master......
The wolfs mistrust is well suited for when the wind whispers truth of a old demon dancing and singing from a new book of beautiful lies....
The demons whisper a new word with blood dripping from the fangs of truth and honer as he licks his lips to moisten them as he forms the shape of a new whisper.......Betrayal
There comes a Demon who whispers to a new wind.
Whispers of deceit, hushed whispers of betrayal.
Screaming into the winds of regret with lost loves and missed romances fueling the Demons of mistrust.
Living under a cloud of disgrace the demon stays in the shadows of the lies of sanity, clinging to the fabric of time wishing for death in the moment of clarity............
The days light is torn apart by the rage and tormented into darkness by the fear of the last loves regrets as the demons sing a lonely tormenting song of anguish and hate.
The war dogs heel at the alter of mistrust as the demons sing the ballad of the betrayed..............
Why?...... Why do i find my voice robbed from me when the demon speaks......
The demons swipe at the fabric of lunacy, beating their chest's as they scream into the night moon when the child reaches out for insanity to ease the fears of reality.
Quiet the child's whimpering fears when the beast is near, Laughing at the worries of sanity as they feed on the demons fears, Feeding on sanity, Feeding on rage..............insanity is near
The Demon fears the end of madness as the fog of yesterdays beast settles in to disrupt the span of time. To rob the demon of the past, to hide the future and erase the present.....
The demons dance to the song of the ages chanting to the drums of a new master......
The wolfs mistrust is well suited for when the wind whispers truth of a old demon dancing and singing from a new book of beautiful lies....
The demons whisper a new word with blood dripping from the fangs of truth and honer as he licks his lips to moisten them as he forms the shape of a new whisper.......Betrayal
There comes a Demon who whispers to a new wind.
Whispers of deceit, hushed whispers of betrayal.
Screaming into the winds of regret with lost loves and missed romances fueling the Demons of mistrust.
Living under a cloud of disgrace the demon stays in the shadows of the lies of sanity, clinging to the fabric of time wishing for death in the moment of clarity............
The days light is torn apart by the rage and tormented into darkness by the fear of the last loves regrets as the demons sing a lonely tormenting song of anguish and hate.
The war dogs heel at the alter of mistrust as the demons sing the ballad of the betrayed..............
Why?...... Why do i find my voice robbed from me when the demon speaks......
The demons swipe at the fabric of lunacy, beating their chest's as they scream into the night moon when the child reaches out for insanity to ease the fears of reality.
Quiet the child's whimpering fears when the beast is near, Laughing at the worries of sanity as they feed on the demons fears, Feeding on sanity, Feeding on rage..............insanity is near
The Demon fears the end of madness as the fog of yesterdays beast settles in to disrupt the span of time. To rob the demon of the past, to hide the future and erase the present.....
