|Apocalypse (standard:poetry, 88 words)|
|Author: bodhisattva||Added: Feb 11 2002||Views/Reads: 1979/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|The end of the world.|
The reign of of the paper king is through God's will has come, the archangel is due Fall to thy knees or know true pain Chaos on earth; anarchy on every plane The time to repent has now expired Demons arise through brimstone and fire Those who blasphemed will suffer the fate Knowing that the Lord has learned to hate Plagues on earth and the sky disappears Death comes quickly to those without fear The battle for heaven rages unseen The angels of heaven and hell's dark fiends. Tweet
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