Life Afterwards

Walls of demons surround me in agony,
Spells are chanted constantly,
Fire of dread plummet from beyond,
Missing souls sense this torment,
Shifting of blood tides bring forth the faces,
Threads of dusk sealing these lips,
Here life is broken undyingly,
No sign of closure,
For end doesn’t survive.

(21900016)   Copyright © 08/01/2005 Ronil Tataria