Holy

Holy

On broken shores and rocky roads,

Find splintered souls and shattered bones.

The dead are here beneath the sands.

The living lost to foreign lands.

And all who walk without direction,

Search for answers that are not seen to them.

They’re new to this place.

The anguish on their face,

Tells the same old story.

They have been displaced.

There are no Angels to lead them to safety.

They crawl along the edge of reality.

They do not know of the shadows around them.

The unseen Devil’s are following again.

The Devil’s can wait until the sun is gone,

And then the absent will be pounced upon.

They will be taken down to The Underworld.

Out of darkness come razor tongues,

That whisper their secrets, which they should not know,

Whilst dreamer’s dream of going home.

But this is a place without hope,

And they don’t get to go.

They are here to stay,

Forever to be enslaved.

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