Post by RaditzSoldier on Apr 30, 2006 17:33:40 GMT -5
Dark hidden bright,
Hate taken flight,
Man over tower,
Small doth cower.
Talk and dry tears,
Beating eye's many fears,
Had a chance o'er twice,
Mountains of price.
Hanging from a toll,
Giant rocks roll,
Hammer and axe,
Never truth in pax.
Guards take a rod,
Above the clouds, God.
Thunder and ash meet
The loser's natural feat.
Ask a blind man's eye,
The golden doors no must pry,
A swirling clay doll,
Him for one is a fall.
Pass it west or right,
The cheery eyes be bright,
Fair is a general term,
Prisioner doth squirm.
Axe cleaves a heavy blow,
Just listen, ye too slow:
The broken space is dead,
The Prince of Court has fled.
The body hits the floor,
With a half-hearted roar.
The arrow flees it's captor,
The pulsing raptor.
A beat,
Or a seat,
A quaint little run,
Under a bearing sun.
Rhyme of a single cord,
The puppeteer's board.
Under a kingly jump,
A sleeper's slump.
A begger's candle gone,
The magician's brawn.
The music blaring loud,
The quickly dwindling crowd.
Cheats on a coded wheel,
The Emperor's royal seal,
Hath slain a man and try,
So fast the hungers die.
Yelling a loud chant,
Seemingly shant,
Save a broken cross,
Man is doomed to loss.
Hate taken flight,
Man over tower,
Small doth cower.
Talk and dry tears,
Beating eye's many fears,
Had a chance o'er twice,
Mountains of price.
Hanging from a toll,
Giant rocks roll,
Hammer and axe,
Never truth in pax.
Guards take a rod,
Above the clouds, God.
Thunder and ash meet
The loser's natural feat.
Ask a blind man's eye,
The golden doors no must pry,
A swirling clay doll,
Him for one is a fall.
Pass it west or right,
The cheery eyes be bright,
Fair is a general term,
Prisioner doth squirm.
Axe cleaves a heavy blow,
Just listen, ye too slow:
The broken space is dead,
The Prince of Court has fled.
The body hits the floor,
With a half-hearted roar.
The arrow flees it's captor,
The pulsing raptor.
A beat,
Or a seat,
A quaint little run,
Under a bearing sun.
Rhyme of a single cord,
The puppeteer's board.
Under a kingly jump,
A sleeper's slump.
A begger's candle gone,
The magician's brawn.
The music blaring loud,
The quickly dwindling crowd.
Cheats on a coded wheel,
The Emperor's royal seal,
Hath slain a man and try,
So fast the hungers die.
Yelling a loud chant,
Seemingly shant,
Save a broken cross,
Man is doomed to loss.
