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Call upon
written by Genocide Reaper10:23 PM 3/16/05Feed me all you create.
Let it strengthen my hate.
Nothing you say gets to me.
Its all useless hypocrisy.
Death will come swift to sweep you off your feet.
In time, it is utter torture you shall meet.
I call upon the vengeance of the wind.
I call upon the viciousness of the dead.
I call upon the spirits of severity.
I call upon pain to see you out eternally!
Steadfast you are.
In going to far.
You’ve already started a war.
Now take your medicine.
Take it like you love it and want more.
I call upon the darkness of death to fill your eyes.
I call upon the blade of bitterness to cut off your ties.
I call upon the psychotic serpent to end your life.
I call upon the systematic solution to show you strife.
Bleed as you lay face down.
Cry out for mercy, but in me none is found.
Beg and plead in misery.
Whilst you are being wisped away in agony.
Finally, truly, beautifully, brutally you shall be set free.
I call upon the hand of hate to tear out your soul.
I call upon the land of looming devastation to take away all you control.
I call upon the grand gruesome creature to make you pay the toll.
I call upon the end to show you the mirror, and what's inside, see the shell? |
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