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"Another One For Forsaken Misery"
written by maledeth08:09 AM 2/22/05Silver credence, with copper worth of fallacy to speak.
A mental king at mind to be the namesake of deceit.
In backgrounds, lay the enthralled to serve and beseech.
And to follow upon death, like no man had taught feat.
A frozen misery, dimensions null.
Timeless piece. No path to see where wrong was reached. Plain misery.
I shove the angst for heart to keep.
My dear pulsation. Lost translation.
Never will I speak the same.
Where my mind is dubbed Lord Tyranny,
And my heart is the slave.
Drums oblige the kingdom spanned deception where a fret hesitant to guide dissection.
Breach a hole in earthly soul. Cadaver spirit lost, futile regression.
No ousting of the great enthroned! Left to suffer what I make and nothing more.
Glory fenced, cerebral saint. No remaning escape from a crowd of doors.
Can't live like this, it's manipulation.
No air to carry from blue veins so patient.
Despot emotion tears me so,
The created hell for one is shown.
My base leaks heavily enthralled.
Calls out succor before it dies.
I tire of infliction. I tire for my life.
Where bitter tyranny left sovereign.
And I hold the trigger!
I am resistance holding fate.
Shiver does hand to make a better nothing than the soul that bled sedated!
Murder out manipulation's source.
My own fucking remorse in hand, to hand.
Just king, no pawn today.
I've crossed the bane/catholicon solution. Take.
I begged to feel anima just once.
The angst gave nothing but a helping shunt.
I'm lost translation in eternity.
Isn't this a fucking shame?
Where veins withdrew, cold blood unto.
A mind dubbed Lord Tyranny,
and the heart bled as slave |
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