Tragic Rise

Sleepy cover,
Writhing fiend.

Down below
The lovely sheen.

Covered from no
Humans eyes.

This is where
Life soon dies.

Stare and squint
Into the mist.

Are you on
This heavens list?

Take the road
No sinners dare.

See the light,
Can't help but stare.

Home of our soul,
But they lock the gates.

This is where
A new life awaits.

Forgive me now,
For I have sinned.

Reject this hate,
Onto fierce wind.

A new path in parity
Which life has fell.

Dark and doomful
In the depths of hell.

© Harley

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