Gravity grabbin me refusin to let go...so I build castles in my mesopo that guides my Guild to grow...Straight Steamin....Evolved from Aleins n Demons diguised as Demi Gods to Proclaim as poverty portraits these mortals..Poor traits of trained Exoskeletons exposed to tha espionage of saturns extravagent...for we wrestle against principalities not flesh..when tha stars shines through tha eye sights of human heads its just a prerequisite that emulates death...all that we have left is seals bein unleashed through complex communities of complications....beyond tha verizon of tha heoric horizion is a horrorific horrorfyin holocoust of a hundred 9x9n...as waters turn red...blood moons adventure across black skies forwardnin of Apocolypse I bow my head in repentence repeated for takin steps towards apollyon as he escalades from tha bottomless pit...make sure tha suit that I suite in my casket has me lookin flawless as perfection predawns myself in my image....vintage...pillars of pillage...pilades...perfect performance for this prom dance with tha queen of desires...this sentence ends with a hung out to dry jury my fury enchants empires...unlevened bread that yeasts tha years of this bounty on my punishment...
Posted on: Wed, 05 Mar 2014 04:59:05 +0000
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