Just something I wrote because I was bored. Who knows, I may have found my muse... (=^.^'=)
In the fog they come
Lined in rows of twenty-one
The stench of blood clings
To their crimson stained weapons.
What are you going to do
When the darkness comes?
They want this world
And they shall have it.
666 in number
And a pentagram on their arms
They are Satan's spawn
Come to claim this tainted planet
No one will stop them
For no one can
Everyone might as well be dead
But they will be soon
For they come and claim no prisoners
But show no mercy.
MAJOR EDIT: Correction. The boy that inspired this broke up with me two weeks after I wrote this. The search for my muse continues.
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