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Riptides Of Red Dream And Death

Cast abound were the Keys of the Zodiac
So that they sank to the depths of the soul
Such spun Heaven to frozen voids that the ambiance shivered with an age of snow...

And I unthroned bore fists of rage
My mind alone wandered the grave
And to the most unholy shades
Drew my gaze: Depraved

Pits of sable flame
Stars from the Orphic skies of Valhalla
Oh brave and maimed
Why must my Lord abandon my shoulder?

thedeadpoet

@thedeadpoet

Poet (aspiring), Writer, Actor and Creator in general. Currently studying BA in Journalism in Griffith College Dublin. Much more - but I'll fill it in later (probably). + myspace.com/distorturedartist + Facebook.com/reamonndarcy

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