The Executioner
By Ultra Blue
Standing in the gallows a shadowed figure waits The screeching of a thousand screaming souls emit from the gates Remorseless the man, his heart is torn black He pulls on his cowl, brandishing his blood-stained axe The dark figure stands tall, spirit unwavering As the condemned man approaches the ominous wood block The victim is hooded, as to not behold his demise The hooded man cackles, an odd gleam in his eyes As the axe raises, the crowd gasped and gaped The axe was brought down in a single spurt of blood The Executioner smirks at the thud Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 24 2002 09:36 AM PST 0 • 18 • 13
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"Standing in the gallows a shadowed figure waits..."