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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required heavy metal horses on bloody battle hooves stampeding serenity underneath their raw and ruthless rules with red eyes burning bright, fire shooting through their nostrils they burn like asteroids and the heat is coming hostile with sadists in their saddles the horses they get madder expanding is their evil as the world is getting sadder sharp spurs stuck in their flesh...world around all seems redder crush the weak under their hooves bringing millions to their deaths black and blue they run together seeking all they can destroy dropping corpses and cadavers like a twisted childs toy whipped like slaves in cold dark caves hate horses go into a frenzy and the victims of their violence are like stars and sand in iron hands... countless and too many their coming sounds like thunder their hate like hurricanes their thoughts are just like twisters that keep them full of rage cages now corroded iron bars they bend and break and prison walls that kept them in they fall under the weight they gallop now through gardens where serpents play their games they gallop now through ghetto streets leaving carnage filled crime scenes they gallop through rich neighborhoods devistaing all they can they rob,they steal,they cut,they kill,the heart and soul of man but believers call the father when they fill that dark horizon they stand and face those horses of hate even when the beast is rising with vulgarness and violence the horses curse the truth but when God puts His holy hands on them... horses of hate turn into rivers of glue
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