by damommza and sunovawot
tho ignorance is sought
intelligence is bought
and those who map out strategies are played
by the the hand who holds that sword
no freedom as warlord
the only one who’s really free is dead
yet let the corpses rage
for death is it’s own cage
wherein one’s sacrifices come to nought
at least in life we find,
though we trail far behind,
the ragged edge of power may be caught
and all the hell we fear
will do it’s burning here
for in the “now” is when the fire rages
before the church bells chime
announcing it’s your time
death opens up the portal to it’s cages
then just this once we’ll fight
take on hell’s own might
douse the raging flames with our own blood
and if our hearts are true
we’ll battle our way through
and cleanse the pits with our corporeal flood
when our veins are drained
and nawt of blood remained
the flames dancing lower in the sky
Hell will open wide
damned spirits join our side
with trumpets blaring victory, their reply
My Poems 
damommza
/ August 30, 2011*blushes* and honored to be named alongside of you. 🙂
sunovawot
/ August 30, 2011I think this is my first (adult) collaboration, and you started it, so you’re fully entitled to your billing.