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Hell’s Applause
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Hell’s Applause |
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smellmyfinger Junior Member
since 2007-12-02
Posts 21Wyoming,Natrona |
I fancy the idea of a child born Not to a woman forlorn Swept from the sifting sea Given to the wailing banshee The bells ring two times three Stolen from the Virgin Mary Burning the four leaf clover Tis’ the time to shout it’s over Ignorance is everything nowadays Cascading the fires turned ablaze Clearly a motivated façade Eyes driven upwards to God Oil pits fill our poisoned lands Blood soaked in the ocean’s sands Glorify the returning of Him First you must learn how to swim Drink the love while we wait For the tide to rise and desecrate Brought down in death and lace Oblivion smiles in this place Shaking are the hands that took the gold Forbidden to move since the time of old Wigs put up on their pedestal High tide brings the sea gulls Gather around the fire storm Attempt to keep warm Digging for food in the Earth Enlarging your grotesque girth Wanting to win the game called life And clenching onto the steak knife Kevlar vests strapped away Buried by your choking display Clasp onto the atom bombs Spit onto your dads and moms Flail the written laws And await Hell’s applause |
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