Burn Poem by Joe Corbett

Burn

Rating: 5.0


(Verse) 1
Here the call, our darkness needs
another host, for the demons seed
plant it deep, in the sole
sowing fear, to gain control


(Verse) 2
sent to find, a worthy mate
out of hell, this reprobate
searching far, from his lare
the innocent, are plagued by fear



(Verse) 3
river styx, flames burn hotter
the demons hate, boils the water
pay the reaper, he`ll guide your way
back to hell, where the demons lay


(Bridge)
Carry with you a golden piece,
to pay the reaper so he might at least,
spare your sole and let you keep,
your spirit and body, in one piece

(Chorus)
Burn, down the wall of soles
Burn, to maintain control
Burn, never to be free
Burn, for an eternity. Burn, Burn, Burn, Burn, BURRRRRRRNNNNN.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eyan Desir 20 November 2009

yeah nice lyrics.................

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Chitra - 16 November 2009

a novel theme..resonant in tone...i liked it very much

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Obinna Eruchie 10 November 2009

The efforts of the demons should burn in vain.

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Joe Corbett

Joe Corbett

Watertown, NewYork
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