Cry of the World
By: Erica Darling
Mists of sorrow, mists of time,
those who speak only in rhyme.
Of times unseen, and fleets unknown,
Lies the darkness of the world.
The time is near, the time is close,
For the banshees and the ghosts.
Spirits unseen, and spirits unforgiven,
The time has come for the up turn of heaven.
Whispers quite, whispers clear,
The secrets of the air.
They plot and they plan,
As they for sake the land.
Thoses who know, do not share,
For fear they would be caught in a snare.
Burning gates, screaming Angels,
Nothing left but the fables.
Now just a myth, and passed into legend,
Is the down fall of all of heaven.
One gate that was unseen,
And beyond is the imbetweens.
There waits just seven guards,
Protector of all the odds.
The book of lore is behind,
As they fight for all their life.
Fighting,but not winning,
For the dark is unyielding.
As they fall to their knees,
They see the darkest of dreams.
Failing to protect the one book of lore,
They have just lost the war.
Now as the last flame dies,
All the world will always cry.
Cry of the World
By: Erica Darling
Mists of sorrow, mists of time,
those who speak only in rhyme.
Of times unseen, and fleets unknown,
Lies the darkness of the world.
The time is near, the time is close,
For the banshees and the ghosts.
Spirits unseen, and spirits unforgiven,
The time has come for the up turn of heaven.
Whispers quite, whispers clear,
The secrets of the air.
They plot and they plan,
As they for sake the land.
Thoses who know, do not share,
For fear they would be caught in a snare.
Burning gates, screaming Angels,
Nothing left but the fables.
Now just a myth, and passed into legend,
Is the down fall of all of heaven.
One gate that was unseen,
And beyond is the imbetweens.
There waits just seven guards,
Protector of all the odds.
The book of lore is behind,
As they fight for all their life.
Fighting,but not winning,
For the dark is unyielding.
As they fall to their knees,
They see the darkest of dreams.
Failing to protect the one book of lore,
They have just lost the war.
Now as the last flame dies,
All the world will always cry.
Cry of the World