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Wretched dark figures appeared in the sky, And towards the earth spat drops of hate, On the mountain people build dams so high, To undoubtedly feast of that which came Drunk, corrupted, they slowly decayed Undead they walk, blinded by hate, Vision tainted, conscience faded, Wells of darkness they became Beyond the dams the stream overflew Carrying corpses to ****** lands, And as roses wither so does the pure, Innocents swept away by the floods Oh how hard it is to see sunshine Amidst the undead rotten corpses, To try to fake a smile, For a lost putrid land
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 6:00 AM UTC
Decay
Wretched dark figures appeared in the sky, And towards the earth spat drops of hate, On the mountain people build dams so high, To undoubtedly feast of that which came Drunk, corrupted, they slowly decayed Undead they walk, blinded by hate, Vision tainted, conscience faded, Wells of darkness they became Beyond the dams the stream overflew Carrying corpses to ****** lands, And as roses wither so does the pure, Innocents swept away by the floods Oh how hard it is to see sunshine Amidst the undead rotten corpses, To try to fake a smile, For a lost putrid land
Originally written on September 27th, 2009
mesperyian
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 6:00 AM UTC
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