In stainless veins of titanium bliss
Ran a viscous mass of blood and vine.
Kind-hearted giant with firm, strong state
His rage was a tempest of the sullen mind.
Chorus:
Forever concealed in the ebony castle of hair
He made more evident the whole world`s despair
The empty woods of fallen leaves
Was swarming with wolfs and fears.
Profoundity and robust voice
Made people feel a void of joy.
6.7 feet in height was towering above the blight
All cars got fixed, all streets got swept
By the only one green-eyed athlete.
Chorus:
Forever concealed in the ebony castle of hair
He made more evident the whole world`s despair
From green light of mornings through rusty nights
Remember to keep your smile away
Unless your Rhesus converts into plus
Then no treats on Halloween
04.01.16
A Tribute to Peter Steele
© Copyright: Ель Елизавета, 2016
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