Came the angels of tainted perfection
To line our hearts with ammunition
Adorned with twisted dreams of peace
To quell the fire of rapt ambition
Came the angels of newborn damnation
Fresh from the womb of brutal demise
Appeased with misfortune and vengeful souls
To gnaw our skin and gauge our eyes
And still, and still, the fires raged,
As victims fell to pre-dug graves.
Exiled creatures fresh from hell
Wished our shattered bodies well
And still, the roses failed to bloom
Crown with thorns, my blood consumed
Ebony blood runs cold as ice
Let loose with heartfelt sacrifice…














Comments
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"El hobo livo en el streeto."
~ReturnToNimrod
~Solid-Caine-Stock
~SexyBitchClub
+FAV for sure.
i was hesitating whether to submit or not...and you've made it worthwhile.
thank you!
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"El hobo livo en el streeto."
~ReturnToNimrod
~Solid-Caine-Stock
~SexyBitchClub
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"El hobo livo en el streeto."
~ReturnToNimrod
~Solid-Caine-Stock
~SexyBitchClub
thank you thank you thank you!
probably the latter. lol
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"El hobo livo en el streeto."
~ReturnToNimrod
~Solid-Caine-Stock
~SexyBitchClub
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