The Unknown

[brianc]

The Unknown

the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, fearful are we.
the god for which you pray
flares once, then dies,
swallowed by guilt.
all hope must surely perish.

your heart desires no more.
how could you tear us asunder?
demons surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.

When will they relish their spirits?
When will they understand, they are destined to the fallen realm?
Believe the unknown.
This is the way of the Gothic Crusaders.

Regards,
Brian Crowell

[Drunk Mario]

Once again, Nice job brian! I'd say 9/10.

[cory]

I really liked that, i want to see more.  ;)

[Nympho]

nice words...
Call for hope.