Birth of the End
Brake away the ashes to reveal the
time, rancid screams of childern that
echo in my mind.Runing limbs that
melt away, skin that feels your suicide,
Melted and mounted to my throne Iam
still alive.Blood that clots in side
the womb, dying butterflys give bloom
to the shackels which give us slavery.
So hide in your cocoons and fill on your
remorse,spider veins that stranglr
leaving just a corpse.So spead your
wings in terror,and close your leggs
in fear spawning of the anti-christ
now the end is here.
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