Rain. Menacing stormy vortex.
(Irksome rhythm I can't repel.)
Midnight tide. The aqua mortis
Swept our souls down to Hell.
Trails, misleading and elusive.
(Am I certain? Am I strong?)
In this place we are the сhosen,
Our two rights can't make a wrong.
The repose is stolen, hidden.
(Wasn't the Reaper grim enough?)
Pick Elysium or Eden -
I will breach the doors, my love.
Lead will rain instead of water
(No remorse, no time to mourn.)
Find salvation in the slaughter,
Waste your pity, smash your scorn!
Bloody letters, intermittent.
(Have the heavens gone insane?)
Here comes the blessed hitman
Bringing peace to quench all pain.
25.10.05
Painkiller
© Copyright: Дориан Лемэль, 2006
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Is there so much pain?? Sorry...
I wanted to keep this message short, but the system would not allow it (it should not be less than 32 symbols - sounds ridiculous to me!). So, I`ll have to add here that I`m so glad to find somebody on this site who writes good poetry and not only in Russian.
See you! Lena
Елена Васильева-Сол 07.10.2006 16:44 • Заявить о нарушении
I wanted to keep this message short, but the system would not allow it (it should not be less than 32 symbols - sounds ridiculous to me!). So, I`ll have to add here that I`m so glad to find somebody on this site who writes good poetry and not only in Russian.
See you! Lena
Елена Васильева-Сол 07.10.2006 16:44 • Заявить о нарушении
This one was actually inspired by a PC game called "Painkiller". The game itself wouldn't be anything special if there wasn't a very unsettling story behind it. It was about a man who was killed in a car accident one rainy night. And he had to become a weapon of mercy and destroy hellish creatures to redeem tormented souls and free them from the darkness.
Дориан Лемэль 09.10.2006 17:54 Заявить о нарушении
Дориан Лемэль 09.10.2006 17:54 Заявить о нарушении