ANTICHRISTUS POEM I: : UNNHOLY
L.C. Noctividus
°From the day the seed was within,
The lectures in the walls disappeared,
The remaining crucifixes were dissolved,
A brutal winter came along,
Nothing to be ashamed, afraid of,
The witnesses were crucial to the event,
The rites started on a December day,
During the night the contemplation was in,
A solitude for the new born,
Either a saviour or a doom,
The one to rectify the world,
The old testaments undone.
A list of black veils,
Roses incaranted,
Gold for the Kings,
A prayer from the slaves,
To be crucified,
To be haunted,
To be forgotten,
To remain abrupted.
Silver was in her arms,
When the birth arrived,
The skies ripping apart,
With clouds and thunder.
A black crib to hold the promise,
The day to come was nearer,
The battle was for the one,
Surrender was not allowed.
Placing petals on the feet,
A river of white gold,
Revenge and Unveils,
Black blood in process.
Unnatural,
Untold,
Unnholy
Unborn°.
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