"Closed Behind Me" by: Eric L.
The gate is closed behind me,
There is nothing I want more,
Excuses will not help me now,
I am steel of steel berought,
Haunting shades they fade and flee,
They run, and scatter before my light,
I descend unto the darkness,
My heart pulsing, they take flight
Before me, barriers loom and shield the way
And I shatter them with revelry,
The goal I seek oblivion claims,
But here I charge on blindly,
And there sitting onto his throne
Subject to his own idiocy,
The riddled corpse of the demon
Rotting in deep misery,
A sword I plunged into his chest,
A heart there, was not found,
But then I resolved to end the book
This poem will forever lie
Unfinished, undaunted,
By Evils, nor you, nor I.
The gate is closed behind me,
There is nothing I want more,
Excuses will not help me now,
I am steel of steel berought,
Haunting shades they fade and flee,
They run, and scatter before my light,
I descend unto the darkness,
My heart pulsing, they take flight
Before me, barriers loom and shield the way
And I shatter them with revelry,
The goal I seek oblivion claims,
But here I charge on blindly,
And there sitting onto his throne
Subject to his own idiocy,
The riddled corpse of the demon
Rotting in deep misery,
A sword I plunged into his chest,
A heart there, was not found,
But then I resolved to end the book
This poem will forever lie
Unfinished, undaunted,
By Evils, nor you, nor I.
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