Rise

Now, let us rise,
And overcome the pain,
Of a demon's reign.
And fight our demise

Mutiny travels thick,
On hearts of the divine.
Now thoughts start to twine,
Till royalty is sick.

Walk in the pride,
Till havoc mounts on top.
No more will pain stop.
Nothing more is to hide.

Sins will encompass,
Since the vigor wont last.
They dream of the past.
The vile will trespass.


The pieces have fallen,
To be brushed away.
Henceforth on this day,
Death falls like dark pollen

Hearts turned to stones,
As we fought for the game
But were put to shame
Dont forget the broken bones.


By Glen Jackson