About this user
-End of Day- by.Matthew Fay
Wait! What`s that you say?
You failed to know the price you`ll pay?
In the depth`s of the darkest day,
who shall be there when you pry?
Your soul, your mind he may take,
his will and actions that can not fake.
The time is here, and home he`ll make,
though the light he fear`s shall make him quake.
And as the sun shall fall when it was rise,
then you know he has taken the prize.
darkness will stretch upon the skies,
now exposed, the truth, the lies!
God has past and he will remain,
to make his own of the untamed.
to fill the joy with hurt and pain,
and grow as fast like ones mane.
From this rock the light is gone,
he takes the souls that have pawn.
to do as he wish, as they con
the unsuspected to their lawn.
Woe to you who holds good grounds,
as the beast shall mark his sacred bounds.
He shall use his wrath and his zounds,
to kill all of ones precious towns.
This marks the end of day for thee,
all now to do is beg and plea.
Don`t try to plan for ones flee,
for you are blind, but still can see!
Age
23
Hometown
fochoff
Country
United States
Occupation
something
Companies
tubgirl
Schools
school of doom, death, distruction
Interests
I like to bate, my favorite car is a 1967 Shelby Cobra
