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Magic enlightening night
written by Genocide Reaper06:02 PM 2/23/05| Mist lingering in the full moons face. Thick dark clouds blocking the stars. Electrical storm taking place. Fire burning on the path, just enough light to see all the mistakes made in the past. Now feeling the pressure from all the stones you had cast. Beaten with branches, and whisked with whips. Treated like a slave, until a life was created, as you crawled from the grave. Its the pleasure and mask I crave. Its the secrets to keep, I live to save. Just another road, right between the fork, that's the location where I plan to put the road, the one my ambition will pave. You think this world is nothing but black and white, you are partially right. But here's a little something you forgot tonight. Its not always your way. Things can be very gray. And when I'm walking the border of Heaven and Hell. I don't want to hear a word you wish to say. |
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