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Your own Hero
written by Genocide Reaper08:54 AM 1/3/05An empty woman.
A statue of dead men.
Holy death, it reigns.
The sky bleeds.
All humans need.
The beast it feeds upon emotion, thus we all struggle.
Fight its feast, and turn it into a combating meet!
Never bow before anyone's feet!
giving in solves nothing, but looking into the unseen eye.
Guarantees a supreme prize!
Hold your pride.
Hold it high.
Never give in.
Never deny.
Yourself anything in this world, if you want it.
Use the effort!
Accept it!
You are your own hero!
Only you can make yourself a zero.
Disbelief.
Self inflicted grief.
That makes you nothing.
Hope feeds your soul.
Empowering you deep, giving you control.
Feed upon the fumes of fire breeding from the self controled desire.
Bleed on yourself and bleed one me.
Give to yourself and the world what you need.
Sacrifice the virgin inside, to your soul.
Ask the supernatural for control.
It will complete the toll.
It will make you whole.
One man he ask and then dies.
One woman gives and bares a child.
The life goes by and the world crumbles.
The souls in The after world tumble.
Atheist claim you are in the way.
Give in to nothing, and believe in something.
Fight for yourself, or place your worthless body upon a shelf.
Die if you don't fight.
Only cowards run and hide.
Look deep inside.
You'll find the answers inside of the mind that the voice speaks in, maybe behind a few bad memories he lyes!
Be your own Hero, pray for good forture.
Please your own need. You'll see soon that you have won.
Bow down not unto the falsehoods.
but unto your own goods!
Decent actions, and violent motions.
Bleeding onto the floor.
Denying the evil whore.
Walk out the door.
Give her not satisfaction of crying alone, make her plead at the bottom of the throne.
Do not become bad fortunes drone!
Do not become Lilith’s drone! |
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