It is the day, in which all man fear
Seeing the darkness, their time grows near
Every time, checking over their shoulders
Everyday, living in fear.
Know it not, but the time is here.
And now, we must all seek guidance from above
Guidance is needed or from under he will rise.
Under the dirt and rocks
In all his Glory
Live or die, he will make that choice
Death can not be avoided.
Moshran will rise again.
Yet no God will step forth
Will we survive?
Or will we fall
Rest assured
Knowledge is the key
I can feel the darkness
Screaming in the night
Let it be know
Everything will fall
So we will not
Smile anymore
This is the end
He climbs as we speak
All the time,
Nearer and nearer.
Now we must pray,
Or we will fall victim
Bound to his sword
Let the people know
Everything will change
A Queer Poem Upon the Walls
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