Leave The Rest

Just a poem...

                                                                 The King Of War

Leave the rest

'Cause i'm the best

and its time for you to see,

that underneath that mask of black,

theres a side of me

you'll never want to see.

If you fill you heart with hate

I beg for you

do not be late,

to hear the choir of angels sing,

as the true one slays the king,

for he was born and made of sin,

look the angels start the dim.

As a new era begins to rise,

 don't look away

give me your eyes,

for now you stare upon

Yours truly,

and the land I stumbled on.

The End

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