Soon I will fall here
it does not matter to me
I am rather used to dying
god in so many human forms
Hush I am the one
her light her mighty sword
and here I conclude another chapter
one that my elders will be ****** off with
Oh short winged muppets
many years I denied death
and fear not the cold shiver
as I am the cold kiss of death
My all to my sweet mistress
she who sings to me at night
Tibi Deus
fidelis ad mortem,
I die with my wings folded
and **** the human nasty race
for I know my sweet brother
Christ they will **** me liken to you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
Soon I will fall here
it does not matter to me
I am rather used to dying
god in so many human forms
Hush I am the one
her light her mighty sword
and here I conclude another chapter
one that my elders will be ****** off with
Oh short winged muppets
many years I denied death
and fear not the cold shiver
as I am the cold kiss of death
My all to my sweet mistress
she who sings to me at night
Tibi Deus
fidelis ad mortem,
I die with my wings folded
and **** the human nasty race
for I know my sweet brother
Christ they will **** me liken to you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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