Wreath of fire
Wicked wreath of fire.
Burning in the evening light.
The flames burn brighter.
As the moon dances higher.
Wicked wreath of fire.
Enshrined and blessed tomb.
No place for the moral soul.
Burning at the etherial cross.
Wicked wreath of fire.
Surrounded by moss and earth.
Bones of the past.
The wood to this blaze.
Wicked wreath of fire.
Upon the shoulders of men.
Gazing upwards to salvation.
None come only screams.
By Derrick
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