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i I speak my mind in rhyme; Disintegrating evil on obsidian wings hell bent Raven no longer sings... Vaporizing hate, sin and greed Devil's invasion fills our need... ii Raven responds in prose; I am but a messenger, deliverer of terror, a dismal speck in a sea of wrong doers. you all have created me with your deeds of hatred. I am but an innocent bird that was born to sing of love, freedom and hope. I was chosen by evil itself, and now you destroy me with your words, your interaction of good. iii I speak my mind in rhyme a second time; You shall return back to the dust which you came spreading your words of dread in the Devils name you'll no longer bask in Satan's game... iiii Ravens last prose before his demise; One day you'll see, it's not me, you're all doomed I simply deliver what is asked of me. a hired hand if you will. a deal made long ago with the shadows. the lurking darkness for which i was drawn. in hindsight i shall never of landed in the hand of evil, but.....
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
~Deliverer~
i I speak my mind in rhyme; Disintegrating evil on obsidian wings hell bent Raven no longer sings... Vaporizing hate, sin and greed Devil's invasion fills our need... ii Raven responds in prose; I am but a messenger, deliverer of terror, a dismal speck in a sea of wrong doers. you all have created me with your deeds of hatred. I am but an innocent bird that was born to sing of love, freedom and hope. I was chosen by evil itself, and now you destroy me with your words, your interaction of good. iii I speak my mind in rhyme a second time; You shall return back to the dust which you came spreading your words of dread in the Devils name you'll no longer bask in Satan's game... iiii Ravens last prose before his demise; One day you'll see, it's not me, you're all doomed I simply deliver what is asked of me. a hired hand if you will. a deal made long ago with the shadows. the lurking darkness for which i was drawn. in hindsight i shall never of landed in the hand of evil, but.....
pain life sad drama hope
michael-gagain
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
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