Born of Ash, Under Fires That Fed False Olympic Gods

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Time and Fate battle to see which one can cause mankind the greatet sorrows!!!

Racing ever onward, their results fuel the fires resting within earth's core.

Humanity glorifies itself and begs blindly for more and more...

more and more....

Time and Fate battle to see which one can cause mankind the greatet sorrows!!!

Racing ever onward, their results fuel the fires resting within earth's core.

Humanity glorifies itself and begs blindly for more and more...

more and more....

Born Of Ash, Under Fires That Fed False Olympic Gods

Born of ash, under fires that fed false Olympic gods
First, scrounging this earth, as dark-clad beasts
Blinded, heaven gazing, begging to be lightning rods
Creating hallow golden halls, to throw huge orgy feasts.

And Fate ordered, moaning echoes to fly in darkened winds
Against its great rival Time and how foolishly it spends.

Was her salty kiss, waves of honey sent from cavernous pits
Her promises, sad curses hidden in golden warped lies
She blinded by wanton pleasures and her deep venomous spits
Oaths sworn under hellish whispers and blackest of skies.

And Fate ordered, moaning echoes to fly in darkened winds
Against its great rival Time and how foolishly it spends.

Born of ash, under fires that fed false Olympic gods
First, scrounging this earth, as dark-clad beasts
Blinded, heaven gazing, begging to be lightning rods
Creating hallow golden halls, to throw huge orgy feasts.

R.J. Lindley
May 9th, 1973
Rhyme , (When Truth Was Asked)

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