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Rant of Terror |
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KuruShio Member
since 2003-11-18
Posts 110
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Do they not see it? Their raging stupidity I will not reveal it I have my Humility But I bleed in my mind These reckless, SWINE! Oh they should fear me Fear for their mortality Fly fly away Insult me another day Do not tempt me and my blade My rage boils, you do not dissuade Valhalla will ring with my laughter Up like Telemachus I Begin the slaughter. My hammer is Thor My Spatha your gore Bane of mortals Bane of thee I sing as Deaths epitome Smattering of my thoughts Dance round and round what Ive Wrought With the fury of ten Titans My Tempest now unleashed My shell now cracked Revealed now as a beast Yet they do their dance for me Listening to my symphony Singing out in voices high Wasting as they retch and die Burning now Wreathed in writhing flame They cow in terror Of my new game Do I have pity on them, no. Do they have my empathy, no! Sing children what they will get from me Wrath vengeance and vindication, no mercy I stand tall upon the sand Declaring my immunity To the hands of man Come one come all I’ll let you fall Beneath the trees Beneath the sand. Neither night nor day can give me purchase only purged dust on earth can avenge the worthless. |
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Brad Majors 
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
the rage seethes through every word |
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Ada'doLisdo'ti Member
since 2002-12-10
Posts 123California |
anger...kill....slaughter.....death. Good Read |
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