A long black line of people with the same front,
Their insides afraid, their minds numb and blunt.
With flags that are black with sinister shades,
The solemn assembly like a funeral parade.
With impending damnation by invisible death,
that shall embrace everyone's breath,
they hope for the better, for peace times to come,
to silence the grave sound of militant drum.
They were told not to be scared,
but they were instead fully prepared.
For they won't go and vanish without any trace,
like those with no gas masks placed on their face.
It's been a long time since I posted anything up here, so just to tell you, I'm still here and some deviations are soon to be uploaded.
I wish you a great time.
All my dear DA friends, I am sorry if I'm letting you waiting for new submits. But a time of exams has come so I don't really have much art-time on my hands...
The only thing I made artistically in last few weeks is a new design for my blog: http://rentonblog.tk
Wish me luck.
Godspeed!