Satan

by Nicholas Kerst   Nov 30, 2004


Let the fires rage,
Let the floods swell,
Let the wind roar,
And earth become hell.

Let the murderers kill,
Let the sinners steal,
When the truth is as weak as,
Achilles’ heel.

Let the darkness come,
Don’t let the spells be lifted,
And people start calling god,
Any kid that’s gifted.

Let the death live,
Let the life die,
You let the child cut,
Now you’d better let him cry . . .

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  • 19 years ago

    by SuperJenius

    I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be : When the truth is as weak as,
    Achilles' heel.
    but the poem still rox
    ~HazE