Furnace of Fame

Furnace of Fame

Gather round my sacred friends
Let’s all turn up the heat
It’s time for those who sold their souls
For their end at last to meet

For each that reach fortune and fame
They all have made the deal
And all will enter through Hell's gate
To face with their debts ordeal

Every passed soul will gather round
For my entertainments delight
To watch dead heroes meet with flames
Screaming out into the night

Their plastic faces will melt away
Revealing scar filled tortured bone
Though once perfect selfish pretties
Like their hearts now cold as stone

So enjoy your time of fortune
The decadence of your fame
For soon enough you’ll meet with me
And my Furnace of flame






If you enjoyed this poem and would like to read more of my work I currently have two books available that can be obtained through the links below.

Velvet Death – The Dark Poetry Anthology
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Velvet Paradox – The 2nd Dark Poetry Anthology
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