SWICK, Christopher B. Naoku [short story to read txt] 📗

SWICK
The Gates of Weeping VOL 5


1. Endurance


as we go together to
Eternity astray where
Nothing was leading
In falling light above


Darkness many that cries
Among the skies as
Hope falls within


Suffering as though a
Last call is for death
Decaying in dismay


Conqueror’s that consumes
Thou open squeals of
Terror when the dawn


Comes fragile nights ashore
Through the dawn of
Might thrives corpse
Comes to life without a soul to hold


as thou endurance comes astray
Thou people neglect
Thou living hope

to with tone their only
Deaths sovereign in depts.
Of wickedness as thou
Sins come up on thee


the lost will never for come
The wicked as though
Darkness falls so shall


Thy weeping as risen spirit
Of life comes restores
Thy cries with holiness
Thou souls will be departed away
Burdens of cries death lies beyond weeping


the darken souls she be
Punished to conceive dusk
Of their own pits
Of evilness as it pulls
A stronghold within
Every soul of light


2. Guiltless Blood


Like a feather leaping across the skies sorrows
Of the bloody skies falling
Of rain as thou sun falls
Through the shadows
Of the evil night light of one
Glides through the mist
Of the cloudy darken skies


Awaked of many souls for
Salvation torn in dismay
Rather shine for vengeance
Than eternal life in every
Path hearts dwells in


Swarm to every ear comes to
Silence in the entire world
Suffers through its on terror
In thy eye of a fool who
Never tells the lies these
Stumbles or greatest horrors in numbers
Of death crowds to dusky vengeance


as the darkness over rules the light
Ashore from the mystical ashes
Taking hold of the pieces as
It scatters within every
Fall troubles another day for a
Singing hymn to gasp thy soul


Thy forgotten blood cries
For thee on the ground for
Mercy soul adjusted to the
Last crushing to the blood
Flowing with sorrow
Never have I seen in denial


Thou forsake a terror cry
Of sadness at the wicked
Tones of ashes comes more
Sorrows in time or risen

They love for hate never is supreme
Can never be as one forever


3. Darken shadow


from the grass lurks in the
Darken scales forming
More sacred waste in meadow while u travels
Among your path containing your life.


As the shadow runs more to spare
No awakes for where it leaps
down in the depths of thy beating
Harrows unjust regains again


4. A fatal heart


like a crushing stone that washes away with thou
Own torn shreds with none consumes to fowling
Rusted toss of ord when the settle flows ahead more
Duskish to share as the darkness devoured the nature of sin.


Of the dead become to life
Shall fall before the righteous

like a picture of what never
Was regent image to seize

the order thou art ruler
As walked cometh to


as thou image turns to tears awakes
Thou weeping gates of eternal doom
Conversions tears away from thee


Scorns or flows from the skies return to
The unloving sorrow illusion never recasts
as in the Zion of wars as though run
Into terror yet have not noticed

Single steps stop a path to everlasting falls.
A woman full of light and just as she walks through
The darken path, of many sorrows, among thy
False hearts contains

Lots of shares with thrones
Of righteous come away from sin more
Sulfur uncomments terror raising concisions.


To death raises a new comer as
Rebirth recalls thy sleeping sorrows

Publication Date: 04-02-2010

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Dedication:
MY 5th album enjoy