[Sid Greene]

Originally Posted by AldNonymous

darkness falling
land storming
cold biting suck breath out
scream for the lack of courage
fear has come

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like its no ends


owh say it loud say it loud
we have no meaning on that world
we just a slave of our passion
seduced each other so they fade from the god hands

forgive lord for our sin
this is insane i know its insane
please bring me a live with your light
give me love like i never feel what its like

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like its no ends

angel pass by
swing his feather around
and i'm hang on his feet and fly away

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like its no ends

Here's a suggestion only for editing your raw and yet unique piece of poem. I hope that I can help cause you got talent that needs only pruning.

darkness falling
land is storming
cold biting and sucking my breath out
I scream for the lack of courage
for fear has come

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like there’s no end


oh say it loud say it loud
we have no meaning on that world
we are just a slave of our passion
seducing each other so that they fade from god’s hands

forgive lord our sin
this is insane, i know it’s insane
please bring me life with your light
give me love like i never felt what it’s like

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like there’s no end

angel pass by
swing his feather around
and I'm hanging on his feet as he fly away

on the devil's night
on the devil's night
blood has become a wine on a party
bodies lying on the floor

oh on the devils night
at the devils night a..a a..a
dancer swing around like a whore
bitches screaming like there’s no end

Thank you for sharing your poem.

[Khalim]

Originally Posted by AldNonymous

isn't that good...

the one who write it is me... so i don't care about others... actually...

So why don't you keep it to yourself?