Poimen
Puritan Board Post-Graduate
This is one I wrote awhile ago
End
Poet wolves stare and tremble at
The blood moon, a fixture of end
Poet wolves stare and tremble at
The black sun
And seventy two thousand transparent souls
See seventy two thousand brothers
In clay and dirt, in bone and blood
They are united in white
Ancient Fire Bound is cast
Life sends him and his dominion to fire
He who is First and Last, Lion and Lamb
Conquers forever
The final door is shut, and disappears
The people walk into the last light
And End is no more
End
Poet wolves stare and tremble at
The blood moon, a fixture of end
Poet wolves stare and tremble at
The black sun
And seventy two thousand transparent souls
See seventy two thousand brothers
In clay and dirt, in bone and blood
They are united in white
Ancient Fire Bound is cast
Life sends him and his dominion to fire
He who is First and Last, Lion and Lamb
Conquers forever
The final door is shut, and disappears
The people walk into the last light
And End is no more
