The Shadow Of The Sun

The sun rises, but never shines

It casts only shadow upon the kingdom

As if the night was never eternal

The kingdom sits lonely and shivering

It snows and snows, no light to be found

It is cursed as punishment, for it’s “tyrannical reign”

For things at the kingdom, will never be the same

Only ghouls roam, crying for light

They dare mocked the gods might!

Men are tortured, women are spread

All of them begging, begging to be dead

For in that kingdom, you’d rather die instead

The heart of men, died in winter

As if impaled, by 1000 iron needles

The shadow of the sun-

Leaves ruin in it’s wake

The kingdom that sits on the hill

Will never see daybreak

The gods have condemned the kingdom to suffer

Now it is trapped in an eternal winter

The winter is harsh, brutal and relentless

It has only apathy and fear, for the remorse of a beating heart

Hope is in shambles, in a drought

This is the punishment, for the crime of doubt

Animals impaled, children lay gutted

Their intestines used as nooses

For the divine execution, of a nonbeliever

They are taken in shackles, begging and squirming

Unable to be held still, like a rabid beast

They are fed to horrible creatures, waiting to feast

Taken to the public, placed on a stand

”Shall they be punished?” The gods demand

People cheer and shout-

The kingdom now thirsty for blood

The “criminals necks” wrapped in gore

And time shall stand still, once more

As the sound of necks snapping, louder than before

The kingdom, now the capital of misery

It’s beauty died, in the shadow of the sun

A horrible cursed to be placed upon

An unfitting end, to once was

The Kingdom Of Whimsy

This is the punishment, for doubting the gods

A land once beautiful, now only ghouls may room

And slay the innocent, the kingdom of whimsy

Now brings fear, to all who are unfortunate to hear

You may not doubt, you may not think for oneself

You are only to believe and praise

Us the gods, who will make you very afraid.