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Behold the ringmaster of the reindeer games. The trials set - all ****** to fail. Hateful and manipulative thing Champions shall ever prevail. Bring this monster closer to god And near your own martyr’s pit. Sallow in self-pitied sorrows. Take to your gold crucifix. Build ‘em up - your epic disasters. Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle. Tyranny’s backlash not in mind Subjects worshipping you like cattle. Angels fall such tragic heights Suffocated by this ruling ******* Now these erinyes come to slaughter Their manipulative treacherous master. Concept of praise and deceit Dire as death and defeat. Build ‘em up - your epic disasters. Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle. Tyranny’s backlash not in mind Subjects worshipping you like cattle. Angels fall such tragic heights Suffocated by this ruling ******* Now these erinyes come to slaughter Their manipulative treacherous master. Appeasement of this demigod Now all that is of consequence Nothing else brings comfort now All that exists is this false repentance.
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Praise and Deciet
Behold the ringmaster of the reindeer games. The trials set - all ****** to fail. Hateful and manipulative thing Champions shall ever prevail. Bring this monster closer to god And near your own martyr’s pit. Sallow in self-pitied sorrows. Take to your gold crucifix. Build ‘em up - your epic disasters. Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle. Tyranny’s backlash not in mind Subjects worshipping you like cattle. Angels fall such tragic heights Suffocated by this ruling ******* Now these erinyes come to slaughter Their manipulative treacherous master. Concept of praise and deceit Dire as death and defeat. Build ‘em up - your epic disasters. Spawn the grounds of the grandest battle. Tyranny’s backlash not in mind Subjects worshipping you like cattle. Angels fall such tragic heights Suffocated by this ruling ******* Now these erinyes come to slaughter Their manipulative treacherous master. Appeasement of this demigod Now all that is of consequence Nothing else brings comfort now All that exists is this false repentance.
February 2013
devin-bardot
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
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