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Humans turn Demons
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Humans turn Demons |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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An array of a placid past, The minions of hell assemble, Don’t you recall the familiar resemblance? Trained without cause, Kill without loss, Their dominion expands… Life is abolished at every step, No matter to big or gray, Hellish visions are here to stay, Swords of limb dangle- From the belt made of- Human’s hide, Devil quakes in fear, Knowing the minions are the answer, For him to disappear, Hell has raised a force of vengeance, Life served chilled, Each of your breath is ill, A new breed of terror, Your bloody veins shatter, At the thought of your existence, You beg for death, As the minions march, Swelling within your bodies, Reaching your defeated past, Grinding your future, The hope of life ruptures, Stoic army marches on- Many things within its path hurl, Coming soon near you world. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) [This message has been edited by Xeonox (08-27-2002 09:44 PM).] |
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Dragon Mistress Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 289Washington, USA. |
Wow... ~*~I'm only a dreamer, with broken dreams, and only words to fall back on~*~ |
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Zall Member
since 2002-08-25
Posts 214London, England |
You certainly posted it in the right forum, its dark, very dark |
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D edgar Grey Member
since 2002-08-21
Posts 174Hell...(aka Wisconsin) |
It's certainly haunting and very, very twisted. I loved it!! Keep writing, 'cause I'm really liking your style!! Ja. |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thanks for the response. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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