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"Malicious' Father"
Ànd I thought to myself how I do, stand within astonishing disbelief When I behold once more the manifestation of his maligned and malignant face.... Like somehow viewing an apparition appearing, before the gates of grace Disguisingly vague; behind these darkened window panes, of his masquerade!? Boldly splithering his splather of finely prepared, to grasp and take The dissolvings stirred within these tampered views; always splattered Amongst the disheveled discomforts propelled, upon the discordant humans race.... While slowly lifting his cartoonish covert mask, of reasons entangled From upon his identities truth, of revealings cardinal carcass face?! Stepping from the glass profound to present this jagged crown Hidden, beneath these broken edges of his fallaciously glittering, malnutritioned smile And, malicious is his name.... As he enters through the secret side doors pathway Now, seperated from its hinges which once held his presence bound? Reaching forth to expose these sharpened pointed nails Extending, from his pentagrams petrified and gray ghost hands To cast these crossbones upon the scarlets floor, of vaporings, soon to be chance.... No longer but a myth anymore; written beyond the pages of his mysticals lore! Slowly, crossing these barriers of the realmistics gates unknown Which were somberly and bitterly, not long ago, once foretold? And while as these impious implosions of what shall soon commence Intwine themselves within the webs of this worlds lost, and without defense "Crimson and clovers, over and over;" omens, towards a time wastedly, spent! Gazing beyond the reflections now; as I stand amid these wonderous tides.... Beyond the horrors which shall proceed and yet encompass; enclose; his fateful face Suddenly appearing vague no more; these curtains which do cover, his darkened windows day Crossbones cast upon the scarlets floor; burning pages, once thought to be lore!? That called him throughout the centuries, millenniums, and more ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Malicious' father"
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