born into chaos our chances slim from the start. We build our dreams from the ashes of your nightmares. The road is long and treacherous the weak will be crushed but those born from the fire cannot be burned we will immerge altered from our torment and misunderstood but your judgements only wash us of the the soot and ash of your failures to reveal our glory and only then will we claim our world and nurture it as we should. The ones you have deemed a plague will then be revealed as the cure to this wretched disease of humanity
Posted on: Mon, 12 Aug 2013 03:22:34 +0000
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