The Autumn Twilight
by Mestophales
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Description
In the twilight of the autumn sky
My darkest impulses I can not deny
From the sins of my past I can not hide
The darkness conceals these sins of mine
I am the master of this dark domain
My sins I mask but not my pain
I thrive on the hunt, with nothing to gain
I will live immortal until I am slain
I have seen my love turn to dust
Carry on through the ages I must
The curse of my gift I hold in disgust
For the punishment of my life I feel unjust
I know not of angels flight
I know not of demons might
I have not seen heavens light
Nor have I seen hells fire at night
I roam the wilds of which that I am
I hunt the weak for that I am damned
I harbor what once was the soul of a man
Inside the coat of fur that covers my hand
My life was changed by the fullness of the moon
For even that I will control soon
My own destiny will it all consume
My howl of the night carries an evil tune
I am the hunter as well as the hunted
For those that fear me have all been confronted
Only the brave will not be daunted
By the evil I portray, every time I grunted
I often hope for and often pray,
that they will take my pain away
For this rabid dog they must slay
Else they and their children will become my prey
I often wonder will it never end
A 1000 years darkness has been my friend
I abhore the evil others do with the gift I lend
Company is all I wanted, their evil I did not intend
Justice for myself I can not find
Justice for others I will not deny
For in the darkness justice is not blind
With a touch of silver their evil I will bind
As this autumn moon begins to set
The memories of the night I begin to forget
All that I am left with is a feeling of regret
And the knowledge it isn't over yet
For every day has its night
My soul will continue to fight
For my salvation and what is right
Eternal peace I pray I find before tonight
Comments (6)
SRAM
nice, i really like this piece
Mestophales
Thank You I appreciate it
Artzy
Wonderfully Done Indeed!
chaig14739
I love the story of the wolf
flyhippie
Very dark with a medieval flair, excellent....
Muhahahaha - heheh
Mestophales
Thank you it means a lot to me