Sunday, March 8, 2009

Between Worlds: the Gate revisited: Horror

Across the other side you can hear them coming

Crackling sounds emerge by a pressure overwhelming

How long the gate will last cannot be told

Choices are illicit; lone one fate shall unfold


The key was lost; still lies unfound

Yet greed slides through in ways profound

Unimaginable may be the evils to surface

Imprisoned they have been by horrible embrace


Behind the gate Legions gather

Demons of the past strike with ravenous lust

The gate is soon to shatter

The present will belong to a blood covered past


All one may do is stare in wonder

Will you be taken away over yonder

Or consumed by what you locked away

On the other side of that gate in the fray


The gate is almost torn asunder…

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