The Dark Evolution

A land of beasts, a mythical realm,

With rivers at heart, and hills at helm.

Creatures of dark inhibit berth of Eden,

It's but a forgotten, forlorn and a sullen den.

The crooked trees and the wilted leaves,

Made the forest seem like a pack of thieves

It is indeed a thief , the reaper of lives,

With its savage trees and leaves like knives.

The forest lies waiting, waiting for a miracle ,

When is that to come?Better ask an Oracle.

Whilst the dark creatures greedily enjoy the loot,

Eden cries, covered in soot.

Years before the monarchy of night,

Eden was a magnificent sight.

Eden was the Creator's necklace,

Before turning into Satans palace.

Eden was the Creator's mansion,

Just before his Final Creation.

Eden was the forgiver of folly,

Prior to the grasp of melancholy.

Eden was the place of bliss and fantasy,

When shall the Sun arise to rediscover Eden's lost ecstasy?

Such was the Garden of Eden,

With Adam it's King and Eve His maiden.

When shall the King return and shower His merciful light?

Perturbed by the dark forest's pitiful plight.

When justice shall return to the forest ,

All its worries will be put to rest.

Eden is at mercy of the Creatures of dark,

O God! Have pity and relight the spark.