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Post by The Brutal Immortal on Feb 9, 2010 9:07:37 GMT -6
Acidic tears burn through my eyes Bleeding ash as the world dies I cherish my surreality with every crimson breath As long as water's blew and skies are whet.
Jagged bones burst through my skin For every inch for every sin Scars can't begin to hide the signs Of this worthless child in this selfish time.
I walk among the nearly undead As the Stealer of souls and the King of Dread The crowd reacts to my every demand Raising riots at a wave of my hand.
Reds and blues and yellows and greens All fade from this brutal scene Leaving only a deafing lack Of colors of life, minus black.
And one day these two worlds will merge And liars and sinners and killers purged And as the condemned fade away The pure are marked to die another day.
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Post by simplyhomemade on Apr 16, 2014 14:29:43 GMT -6
Deep and painful. I could feel the hair on my skin rise as I read this.
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