Quincy Pride: FulL EffecT in the eyes of INSANITY
By MarrionetteOwl
The cross is thine own friend
When the sword's insane laughter
Follows through with a heavy foot
The clash of Black & White splatters across the landscape
Like a permanent smear in the skies
And rains down to the starving earth
Who holds the accumulative pain
With a deceitful tear in one eye
And hollowed vengeance in the other
The death gods clash with the purest angels
To the insane beat of pulsating wounds
Each side losing a foolhardy crow
The angels lost their precious wings
As well as their sword of compromise
But no one could steal their pride
Even in the thundering eyes of insanity
They will grip it with a dauntless ambition
And a burning desire of retribution
Amen