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djävulen... det här är en utt av dom längsta dikterna jag gort kan vara lite svatb fel vet inte men komentera järna :D


the devils corridor



The devil has forever lost his evil grip on me.
For the first time in my life I know I've been set free.
His constant pain from yesterday can not hurt me anymore.
His nightly knockings will not be heard; any longer at my door.
His terror can no longer confide in me when I'm asleep.
The hatred will never be able to burn into my soul so deep.
The gateway between the worlds has finally been restored.
My pleading for salvation never once was ignored.
And I will spit into his face if I'm ever to face with he.
I'll sit beside my Father the one who has saved me.
As the upmost King, my father has been crowned.
Let no man stand in front of me to hide what I have found.
Just like you, I once walked the empty corridor
searching for answers running into more locked doors.
The hatred had his evil grip on me.
The darkness of my heart would not set my soul free.
But my Father who was sacrificed did not leave me astray.
The Shepard of my flock saved me from decay.
You must find a way to forgive all of those you hate,
or go ahead and surrender yourself at Hell's flaming gate.
You can not truly love when your heart is still resenting.
You'll be unable to prevent the devil from presenting.
I beg you to stand beside me at my Fathers door...
To be taken forever from the darkness the devils corridor.





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Publicerad 2008-08-18 09:36



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