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Jun 2012
Dark places of the earth,
hearts of wild men
were all there,
guarding the door of Darkness.
Faithless pilgrims,
gand of virtue,
inspired uneasiness.
There is a taint of death
a flavor of morality
in this strange world.
Is it not frightful
all this energy was wasted
to the hidden evil
to the profound darkness
in its heart.
You lost your way,
the unpardonable sin,
evil or truth
black shadow of disease
inhabited devastation of
God-Forsaken wilderness.
Devil,
Devil of Greed,
Devil of Desires,
let an avenging fire consume
the earth.
(Cannibals)
How out of touch
a Fiend was in there.
Written by
Brittney
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