Trifecta )) poetry((

Zitat von navre am 8 Februar, 2008, 1813 Uhr

Ahhh at last I am back after a long absence due to compu-fucker problems.... and for my grand re entrance I give the this.... NOW!!! adore me for I have missed it muchly....

Trifecta

Momento mori...
the accutrements cry.
In their wood grain voices
and icy howls
Remember your birthright
The Promised Night!

Live long through the crowed,
Acient streets
Which scream out for more...
More life
More will,
More chocolate covered drops of memory,
Memories that can be seen...
But, never remembered

It is in this...
We take solace
the light of the silvery moon
the fresh trod earth,
Plod beneath our feet.
the stoic voices of thyn breathren
the freedom, wrought by the night sky.
Give in not, tho thy human weakness...
Instead,
Give willingly...
To thy true natures spirit!