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A Coil of the Labyrinth

A coil of the labyrinth winds deep into the night. A path that is tortuous and falls into terror turning left then suddenly right. Something sits in a dark room pondering the moves of kings. Hearts imagine a world of fire. Oppression of governments that are tangled in the web of the labyrinth, like mist. The mind of a God-King; a man of Flesh and Cyberdreams. An intelligence that damns all is spoiled by the blood of the innocents. The coil of the labyrinth. An enigma of future kings and minds of turmoil. An empire of illogic; Chaos in a sea of control. Coils wind deep into the Darkness… The beast of myth is built by mankind. As minds ponder the moves of kings, the assassination of Queens. Tangled in the coils of the spine. A maze is ablaze in holy fire. Labyrinth; it spirals deep into the dusky fortress of kingdoms to come. A torrent path full of dread at every twist and turn whines deep into the night. A path that is tortuous falls into terror turning left then suddenly right. …a traitorous path at night!

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