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With your programmed morality And persecuting isolation, You sit quite solemnly Quiet with your permentaion, Morbid savagery While the blood draws to fermentation, Awaiting gallantly, For your front page execution. - This is the last thing you saw before death, Before arrival of the faithful guillotine; My face crooked into a smile, And my eyes that backed the Devil down, Sinister and cynical, I wiped the earth of you before, And now, alas, a chance for history to repeat... Penance of your grievences Are worth their weight in sequences And **** the corruptable fallicies, I only pray that I see your eyes lose all soul, And of that, I only believe in me, In Nothing.
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 3:06 PM UTC
In Nothing.
With your programmed morality And persecuting isolation, You sit quite solemnly Quiet with your permentaion, Morbid savagery While the blood draws to fermentation, Awaiting gallantly, For your front page execution. - This is the last thing you saw before death, Before arrival of the faithful guillotine; My face crooked into a smile, And my eyes that backed the Devil down, Sinister and cynical, I wiped the earth of you before, And now, alas, a chance for history to repeat... Penance of your grievences Are worth their weight in sequences And **** the corruptable fallicies, I only pray that I see your eyes lose all soul, And of that, I only believe in me, In Nothing.
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 3:06 PM UTC
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