May I say I had a hand in this work
blood for ink running down my fingers
do you know, angels have searched your know universe
but they would never dare ask one like me
It's my book and it goes back to Hyperion
all my fleet are active and would die for me
and when this battle is finished my brothers and sisters
you will never attain my sweet Necronomicon
I will keep the secrets of space and time
and here write it in one of my rhymes
never from her own mighty her Neon
never will I relinquish the Necronomicon
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC
May I say I had a hand in this work
blood for ink running down my fingers
do you know, angels have searched your know universe
but they would never dare ask one like me
It's my book and it goes back to Hyperion
all my fleet are active and would die for me
and when this battle is finished my brothers and sisters
you will never attain my sweet Necronomicon
I will keep the secrets of space and time
and here write it in one of my rhymes
never from her own mighty her Neon
never will I relinquish the Necronomicon
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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