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Perilous
Through the shackled I bear to watch,
The tears of illusive tragedy awoke. Never seen terribillity I witness, There bites me in my wounds. Power I visionize, beholding me the challace. The challace of haunting beckons my nip. Resist not, I drunk from suicide towards the many times I'll die Circling towards a brightning, the vagueness left behind Triumph sparkles all over me, umong the flames I fall. Welcomed by a stream of extremely pain. Light was no more, thus I'll forever collapse. Returning to my shadowed body, decay was in my hands The many times I died behind As a heroin I stand... ------------------ *****O-Phus -Lord Fear- ‘Sometimes I force the flame on everyone’ -Eric Patton***** S.C.M. Engel--Een knuffel staat boven woorden-- Sweet child, sleep [Dit bericht is aangepast door Angel Shaped Bastard (14-10-2001).] |
Eh...kun je miscchien uitleggen waar het over gaat? Ik snap er eerlijk gezegd niet zoveel van.
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