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Appease wrath
written by Genocide Reaper01:15 AM 4/16/05Hell hellions of the rebellion.
Follow through with the solution,
the wicked revolution,
time to revolt all who oppose.
In their face, the turning opposition.
Fucking them with bullets point blank, causing disposition.
Loud machine gun fire.
Rivers of blood, sky raining skulls,
the rise of an evil empire.
Death looms above, soul stealing his one true desire.
Let it burn, let it rage on.
Give them hell, pierce the tanks shell.
RPG’s flying at theives.
Into torso’s that do explode.
All over the place, blood on the walls.
Building begin to crumble,
a government does tumble.
Down hill still rolling,
a victory in a war was fumbled.
Chaos reigns again.
Death seems supreme.
Iron fist lay’s in wait.
It rules all, yes. HATE!
Pain pouring from veins abroad,
its all lost to everyone, love.
Dead men dieing in open fields,
women and children wounded screaming for mercy,
which they do not receive.
By their sheppard they were deceived.
In a war loving God, we do believe.
Constant battles without relief.
The spark that caused this fire, belief.
Finger pointing papist falling to their knees.
Broken pissing into the breeze.
It is here, it is now!
For we have made an eternal vow!
To put an end to the disease!
In this final conflict it shall cease!
Pure wrath we shall appease! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by perfect.flaws (4-16-2005 - 01:35 AM)
by perfect.flaws (4-16-2005 - 02:06 AM)
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