The tears of angle fall down upon me...as I look up to see the darkness of evil covers this beauty from thy...good-bye it said it the end you'll never see...me. <br />With the tears you fall you make a sea of truth and I cross it I age one year older beyond the distance of reality...the beauty turns cold and shivers a fear...as the darkness tries to fight its way in. <br />As pure as the beauty can be...though the eyes of someone cold as they look up to see dead trees of blood red skies and headless children playing...As he walk along this world of hell he saw a wicked man with a long black tongue he look at this old man with hate as the man said We Believe in life legit If you digging what we say Why you throw your soul away? An with this He crawled away.... He crawled for many hours in puddles of blood he lay Tortured by everything he saw yet wishing along the way...Still trying not too look back, as if something else were in store The clouds above were dark and hot yet dripping with blood rain The ground infested with rodents that crawled throughout his veins...As He laid in Echoside, hells screams could still be heard Blood red sky would flicker with the torturing that occurred Thinking that he escaped every scream he heard he laughed With the headless children pointing and urinating in his lap.......<br /><br />tiyler durden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tongue/
