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Rapture
written by Genocide Reaper08:19 AM 8/8/04| Capture the flying delight, headed right for you're life. Ready for impact, ready to get smacked, wanting more and more of that growing cancer, that, cancer of curiosity. TAP THE NAIL IN, WRAP THE DEAD END WITHIN THE HOLY TOMB, STONE DOORS SLAMMING SHUT IN THE FACE OF THOSE FALLEN, YOUR JUST ANOTHER VICTIM IN THE WORLD OF RAPTURE!. Wasteing the day light, running and turning the clock. Phase the time passed, raise the last glass, shudder at the thought of your black past! TAP THE NAIL IN, DUB HIM DEAD! WRIST BLEEDING FREE! WRAP THE DEAD END WITHIN THE HOLY TOMB, STONE DOORS SLAMMING SHUT! IN YOUR FACE! YOUR THE FALLENS NEXT VICTIM IN THIS WORLD OF RAPTURE! CHRISTIANITY! INSANITY! SUPREME VANITY! FILLING THE VOIDS, CRIPPLING YOUR DREAMS! RIPPING AT YOUR SEEMS! FAIR! IS THIS LIFE FAIR? I DON'T THINK SO, SO WHAT BRINGS YOU BACK FROM THE BRINK OF DISPAIR! ANOTHER ONE OF GODS HEIRS! PROPHETS FILL THE FACE OF THE EARTH, SWEARING AND TURNING TRUTH IT HURTS BLURING AND SLURING THE WORDS YOU HEARD! FLOWING IN THE RIVER OF LIFE! GLOWING IS THE LIGHT SHINEING OVER THE DEAD! I THOUGHT I SAW THE TIP OF THE NAIL TEAR THE FLESH FROM BONE, PIN THE HAND TO STONE, SHED A TEAR OVER A WOODEN MARTYR, CARE!..CARE!..YEAH, I JUST MIGHT FUCKING CARE! TO SWEAR ON MY SOUL! I WON'T BE UNDER THEIR CONTROL! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by SuperBob (8-9-2004 - 02:37 AM)
| wow your old work is still just as majestic (ha i thought of a new word) as your other works on here!!! i am in awe over this one most definately! |
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