Grey Forsaken Box
Blackened hate filled blood shed lies,
Spreading through a grey forsaken box.
Black shapes thrown around inside,
Spread by shadowy deceitful minds.
Souls been tainted by forsaken spirits.
Hearts been shredded by blood drenched claws.
Lives been taken over by shadowy figures,
Forsaken one you made your mark.
Silvery bolts come crashing down,
Striking the earth ridding its troubled lands,
Of all that dare to tarnish it’s name,
And create discoloring after math .
Satan roams the world on this blackened day,
Collecting all the tainted souls of yesterday.
Leaving behind the divine and golden hearts,
Of all those with auras so sunshine golden bright.
And right there in the middle of all the ugliness,
Stands the most frail in my and fear filled hearts.
Wondering what went wrong with humanity,
And why so many turned to the blackened days.
Beckaney