Shadows of sin, the burning light, my inner demon wakes, the killing begins...



a short poem by me, its not finished of cause, there is like another 5 verses to it

another of my strange thoughts

within lays the power to destroy what we love most...

"And it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose...There were giants [nephilim] in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them" -Genesis 6:1-2,4

"But the angels who kept not their first estate, but left their own habitation, he hath reserved in everlasting chains under darkness unto the judgement of the great day." -Jude 6

this was made by a great friend of mine, without him, i wouldn't be around...

meh, the good days... the good days r like a distant memory, like something that I may have only dreamed... from the days that passed, all I hold close to my heart, is the love I once had, for a woman with the heart as black as night, yet as strong as a wild fire...



- Neil