withhuntThe night is black Without a moon The air is thick and still The vigilantes gather on The lonely torch lit hillwithhunt
Features distorted in the flickering light The faces are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern in the sweltering night The mob moves like demons possessed Quiet in conscience, calm in their right Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise With burning eyes Of hatred and ill-will Madmen fed on fear and lies To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us In our immigrants and infidel
Shades Of ISickening seasoned claws, rising from the ashes while pouring iron blood to mix with everybodys violent kiss dangerous creepers crawl, inside they're own intestines protruding gases vile and glossed in perly white but facious blissShades Of I
talking burned in children screaming,scratching murder scene with the weight of thousands steaming, I can hardly breath
who could untell the tale?,the sharpened blade begins it the thorn in which your every wimb was healed and torn and past in print welching almost like an eel, caught in the black hell marble posioned inoccence in striving v
souls eatersRun faster I scream they are gaining ground,souls eaters
Trees whipping past our faces deep heavy breaths the only sound.
The dark evil beasts that hunt our very souls,
Have us trapped in this place hope fading the darkness taking its toll.
Sweat pouring down my face my own blood crusted on my lips,
My eyes start to sting I can feel the pain in my hips.
Stay with me I scream they are right behind us,
I look back and see their black hollow sockets death their only lust.
My companion is getting weak the tears are beginning to fall,
I can not lose it I must be strong
Beginning of deathDepresion seeps inBeginning of death
the cracks of
the wall.
It rests there,
seemingly taller
than all.
Rotting flesh, now
alone forever.
Disease-ridden,
sinking below the ground.
Pieces of me
falling apart,
ripping away,
tearing off
and there's nothing
to do about it.
A one-way street going down,
bumps along the way
leading to ultimate destruction.
There is no answer,
no way out.
Death will prevail,
provide an escape
from the torture of life.
I look forward to
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Hells Bitch Is Always Torn In The Path Of Evil.....Hi, I'm Mr.Bitch, Welcome To Hell!
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The bones they shattered through the night.
My heart lay shattered in my eyes.
The world collapsed and lit on fire.
It held in grasp such quick desire.
Spat out dust and choking death.
Killing lust and taking breath.
Walking on with eerie doom.
/tg*
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it isn't so much the quality of life that determines your happiness, but rather, the attitude that you bring to it.
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lasciate ogni speranza voi che entrate
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there's nothing else to do, so why the hell not? resistance is futile.
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The bones they shattered through the night.
My heart lay shattered in my eyes.
The world collapsed and lit on fire.
It held in grasp such quick desire.
Spat out dust and choking death.
Killing lust and taking breath.
Walking on with eerie doom.
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there's nothing else to do, so why the hell not? resistance is futile.
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