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Bleed the Norm
written by Genocide Reaper09:04 PM 8/9/04Sheltered, and settled into a nice corner of life, nested without a wing. I guess from my Black heart I do sing, either a Deietful song or a Demon calling. Wisdom comes from Experience, and discontent comes from Greed. Freedom is a Need, and Hell underlines Heaven becaues its Pleasure. Altering the Alter, to praise a Man, Self endulgence has its own commands. Vanity, has so many demmands.. At least I'm over who am I. Your more incomplete, no wonder why your future looks so bleak.. Cryptic memories, Dire adversity, content controling, more than what your claiming to know, just go ahead, and wish that your cool wind would blow. As your burning in Hell, for all that you sell. You can't take back that statment, and you can't be hectic, otherwise, you'll join the Deflection of Love.. Listen to this Demon.
Heed this warning.
Greed destroying.
Need the glory.
Feel the storm.
Bleed the Norm. |
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