by Drakan » Jun 7th, 2006, 17:36
link: http://www.the-postmortem.com/forum/viewtopic.php?p=5839#p5839

Greetings gang! Another fresh "Bloodoem" (Blood poem ;)) written by yours truly! I present... CHEOGH!

Comments will be truly welcomed for this one. :)

So many of them killed
So many of them dead
His joy of the blood he has spilled
One more heart each he is fed

Many a battle he hath wage
Through graves trains and towns
Many have felt his hate and rage
Each one who fights winds up going down

High up in the highest hills
Where the winds sing songs of death
So many killed so many spills
Up he climbs without losing breath

Up he runs the steps of the flight
Past all the dead men badly tattered
And so he gazed the devastating sight
A familiar love that's been bloodied and battered

Much of her body was torn asunder
Blood slowly dripping like dying tears
Caleb roars loud like thunder
Unvieled is a man with true hate and no fears

The Stone winged lord hears this call
cackling away at what the man has lost
Eyes locked it's time for one to fall
To hell with it all this demon is toast

Through red tears Caleb pumps shells and hate
Lord Chogh roars as he tries to attack
But Cheogh will be felled for it is his fate
And with one last shot he finally dies and cracks

The restless skies above grow still
Revealing a world with no tommrow
The winds die down and lose their chill
There stands a man of bitterness and sorrow

And so he cremates Ophelia as he cries
And so is strenghtened a desire to kill Tchernobog
You're soon to be dead my Master, because everybody dies!
Soon I'll come for you and gut you like a dog!

*bows*