As if to walk away from Hell, he paces,
Going the opposite of anywhere,
Escaping from his fellow fickle faces.
Yet, he can't escape himself, his master,
The one humanity had best beware--
He's a supernatural disaster.
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC
As if to walk away from Hell, he paces,
Going the opposite of anywhere,
Escaping from his fellow fickle faces.
Yet, he can't escape himself, his master,
The one humanity had best beware--
He's a supernatural disaster.
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