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HEAVENS HEAR ME!! For I shall not repeat these words for your weak gods You seek to trod upon upon my heart The start of war will be the outcome I've grown numb from your fiery blows, My animosity grows with fierce determination Your extermination the only logical course Prepare my horse and load my spike The emotional **** about to burst I am cursed to perpetuate this sad behavior A justice craver with a mind unjust Devoid of the trust needed to be your fool My fireious rage a tool to repair your weak will Your demons fill their gullet upon my power Yet still you cower before what remains The more it rains,the better I learn to swim Your survival a mere whim as I carve thru you like swine What use is wine to one lacking of taste What reason has haste if there is no hourglass You let your power pass without a single care Yet now cry UNFAIR as if cheated of your throne You must have known your downfall approached When by lesser gods coached in the art of chaotic warfare.....
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 9:14 PM UTC
Pawns of the weak....
HEAVENS HEAR ME!! For I shall not repeat these words for your weak gods You seek to trod upon upon my heart The start of war will be the outcome I've grown numb from your fiery blows, My animosity grows with fierce determination Your extermination the only logical course Prepare my horse and load my spike The emotional **** about to burst I am cursed to perpetuate this sad behavior A justice craver with a mind unjust Devoid of the trust needed to be your fool My fireious rage a tool to repair your weak will Your demons fill their gullet upon my power Yet still you cower before what remains The more it rains,the better I learn to swim Your survival a mere whim as I carve thru you like swine What use is wine to one lacking of taste What reason has haste if there is no hourglass You let your power pass without a single care Yet now cry UNFAIR as if cheated of your throne You must have known your downfall approached When by lesser gods coached in the art of chaotic warfare.....
Well, that went off track. ..
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 9:14 PM UTC
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