Armageddon

So cold my heart

Eyes dark as night

Face more pale



Than Death itself

To breathe with the

Lungs of a Dragon

And burn a hole

Where a heart once was

To reminess in

The Shadow of the moon

As I walk

Trough my mind

Where Angles

Fear to tread

Where compassion becomes venom

A smile a double edged blade

And happiness like tears

For as I ride

Off into the night

With the three horsemen

Who I fear may bring

My apocalypse by morning

My soul

Still fights

The endless battle of

Armageddon