Dark Poetry - Proudly Publishing Poems Prose And People's Priceless Poetry
"Hallow" by The Fallen Angel

Dark Poetry Home

Log In

Random Poetry


I just had a fall
My incentive is law

And because of my “wrongs”
I embrace my abyss

I’ve been begging to crawl
In my un-vacant nest

With my feces and gall
I find pleasure in this

Fall

Fall, autumn skies I shower
Legions crawl I can’t remember
In my night I bask for hours
Watch my rancid leaves sore over me

Heaven has no place for me
Heaven knows I can’t be swallowed
Hell lacks chains for who I be
God can’t burn my “vain and hollow”

Hallow be my name
Hallow be my name
My kingdom come, my will be done
On earth it is my sword that runs
Invoke my truths
Provoke my lies
I bring forth death to lullicries
Sinister minister I scatter your sheep
May the wolves consume their lives so they may die

Hallow be my name
Hallow be my name
My kingdom come, my will be done
On earth it is my sword that runs
Invoke my truths
Provoke my lies
I bring forth death to lullicries
Sinister minister I scatter your sheep
May the wolves consume their lives so they may die

I just had a fall
My incentive is law

For it’s games I’m appalled
For my flock they are pissed

Your kingdom shall fall
Kept them dark from darkness

With my feces and gall
I find pleasure in this

Fall

Fall autumn skies I shower
Encircled by my flock of ages
In my night I bask in power
Watch my rancid leaves sore over me

Heaven has no place for me
Heaven knows I can’t be swallowed
Hell lacks chains for who I be
God can’t burn my “vain and hollow”

Hallow be my name
Hallow be my name
My kingdom come, my will be done
On earth it is my sword that runs
Invoke my truths
Provoke my lies
I bring forth death to lullicries
Sinister minister I scatter your sheep
May the wolves consume their lives so they may die

Hallow be my name
Hallow be my name
My kingdom come, my will be done
On earth it is my sword that runs
Invoke my truths
Provoke my lies
I bring forth death to lullicries
Sinister minister I scatter your sheep
May the wolves consume their lives



Copying this work to another webpage without author permission is plagiarism.
Plagiarism is a misdemeanor, usually punishable by fines of $100-$50000 and up to one year in jail.




If you [Log In] as a member you can discuss this work with others

On Sunday June 6th, 2004, lollipoplips (110) writes:
hell fucking yeah!kick ass!lovin it!love how you transformed a prayer into a more morbid chant type of thing....~Lauren


On Wednesday December 10th, 2003, Diva_Satanica (110) writes:
that is some serious song writing. I love it.-D.S


On Tuesday November 18th, 2003, _Andrew_ (298) writes:
a favorite, i knew it to be a favorite when you took those parts from a prayer and twisted them to how you saw fit, excellent piece


On Sunday November 16th, 2003, purr_verse (1437) writes:
Very impressive piece! (I particularly like the 'sinister minister' coupling.)


On Saturday November 15th, 2003, Drea (937) writes:
*stands and claps* oOo this is amazing fallen. truely, truely just.... wow.. ~Drea~



Navigation for Text Browsers
Things to Read  Home  Copyright Policy  Bugs


Owned and operated by GeniusWeb.com LLC


© 1996-2008 Matthew Steven
You must agree to our terms of service in order to to access this site

Need help? Reach us on the poetry site resource page.



Printed from www.DarkPoetry.com/dp/2418/24045 on Thursday August 28th, 2008 07:02 PM

Certain elements © 1996-2008 Matthew Steven (matts.org)