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Post by Heretic on Sept 9, 2006 13:20:10 GMT -5
The sun sets over your eyes Steal away all my lies Feel the maggots dance beneath us See the grin from my bloodlust A hunter without a head A grieving man already dead Blood gathers 'round in a pool Hearts that bowed unto my rule Slaughtering steed Murderous need I am already hunting the lost Hooves that pound the frost "If I had eyes, they would burn," And you also would burn Cowards all once I draw near Mongrels all when mongrels fear
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Post by lordconsumeme on Sept 9, 2006 22:20:31 GMT -5
dut that is awesome.... that makes me happy.... the rught amount of blood and maggots, as well as darkness... b-e-a-utiful
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