Sonnet of the Darkness


Where in these dark caverns I lie alone,

Hidden without the wakefulness pure bright

In the shadows, I silently atone,

Awaiting the purge of the searing light;

But doubtly I conceal thyself of night

Hath the day  so forgot its own accord?

Will and want beckons the rays take flight

That luminescence of archaic discord

To entice evil which need be subdue;

Bow and beseech to one who calls thy lord

Seraphs chant and thou Guardians will pursue

Hearken! I won't succumb to thine sanctity

Thy prison and plague hath liveth immortality.


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