giants
By sirjohnboy
a faint echo of tiimes of old the voice that speaks of pure gold. the giants that once walked the land over the seas and through the sand. invisible and yet seen so clever and keen. rulers of the shinning stars rulers of all near and far. singing songs of worship and praise when god said," mankind will i raise." finding mortal women lovely and fair having freewill and doing as they dared. doing the very thing that god did hate and in turn sealing their own fate. opening his mouth lucifer did fall and unto his angels he did call. a third of them to be exact true falling to earth as the morning dew. to the abyss they fell to a place known as the eternal hell. to rise again on the last day to him will god repay... sirjohnboy © on Jun 04 2001 06:03 AM PST 0 • 12
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"a faint echo of tiimes of old..."