Board :Poetry
Author :Archon Poems
Subject :1st Place by Transistor
Date :1/29
~Madness~

The end is near!
          Our kingdom's destroyed!
Soon our souls,
          will be cast to the void!
The Gods are dead!
          Our pleas heard no more!
This is foretold,
          in the most ancient of Lore!

No reason to try,
          or abide by the laws!
Nothing will happen,
          no need for a pause!
Take what you want,
          like theives in the night!
You gain nothing,
          when you act in the right!

When death is coming,
          and you're on the verge,
Just use that black magic,
          to help with the scourge.
Everyone does it,
          so follow our lead!
No one will care,
          about this evil deed!

Just take a nap,
          when you go to get wood.
We all have heard these,
          and been told that we should.
I look at the scum,
          and hang my head in sadness.
All those poor souls,
          who fell prey to the madness.


~Madness~

The end is near!
          Our kingdom's destroyed!
Soon our souls,
          will be cast to the void!
The Gods are dead!
          Our pleas heard no more!
This is foretold,
          in the most ancient of Lore!

No reason to try,
          or abide by the laws!
Nothing will happen,
          no need for a pause!
Take what you want,
          like theives in the night!
You gain nothing,
          when you act in the right!

When death is coming,
          and you're on the verge,
Just use that black magic,
          to help with the scourge.
Everyone does it,
          so follow our lead!
No one will care,
          about this evil deed!

Just take a nap,
          when you go to get wood.
We all have heard these,
          and been told that we should.
I look at the scum,
          and hang my head in sadness.
All those poor souls,
          who fell prey to the madness.


Transistor