Calamansi Plant Philippines

THE MOTHER, THE SICKLE AND THE DARK COAT

The mother, the dark cloak and sickle


Along endless pastures also to the divine
see and narrow paths of shadow
snorting strongly feel the sea went the way
of loyalty and pride, trust and inviolate.
And breath of wind breezes herald
traveled lightning storm raging
in the fiery crucible of a thousand splinters of glass
fioccanti d 'unheard-of audacity and power.
In a reflection of lightning darting
go the extra mile at the speed of sound,
rumbling of thunder that follows the step sovereign
while the groove is now crying inhumane.
pray in search of the black seal
riding the dragon's breath tipsy.
From staff perennial trace malignant
daemon screaming announces my arrival.
Thousand and thousands of revelers
pitted from the skull of false love
welcome my arrival in time to die
to soothe since become a sin.
Holy creation I kill
executioner in the world, mysterious traveler.
For all the good to always advocate
is down from heaven, the divine reaper
carrier finally balance failure
a sad aspect of the golden gift.
of people and nations will take the heart
illustrious victims of an evil conqueror
corrupt and blasphemous are only sincere
but hypocrites semi enrich my way.
because death is the only fate,
and there is no escape from the dark corridor.
even for people who love
or receive from heaven the divine reflection.
Because we all know that humans, or 'come on
is not inherent in any way reflected light or heat
but this does not prevent me from certain d' love
because I am the life, death and the sad pain
is in the cone of light traced the dark color.
Because I am the mother, the dark cloak and scythe
in the heart of the monster and I see each piece left.

(danleroi)