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Oct 2012
Souleater, heartbreaker
Send me spiraling into despair
Take my dignity and wear it on your chest
like a medal of corrupted honor.
Show them that you've won this game,
This race among sewer rats
Of whom you are king.
Leave the spent shell of my body
On the ground.
It is of no more use to you.
You are a monster.
The type that hides in shadow
That is shadow
The shadow of darkness on the blackest of nights.
Consume the beings that pass you by,
Drain them of every good thought.
Leave a trail of their hollow husks
With empty eyes and ravaged souls,
To rustle in the wind as you pass.
Collect them not,
For you have the ultimate prize
Burning a hole in your heartless chest,
And walk this vile earth
Leaving terror in your wake.
Sheeda
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