Midnight Blade
Midnight blade unsheathe that metal put it down to the player let him see how it feels the expression that i felt was more than a smile when i heard him mourn with a slice to the arm the blood it poured like niagra falls like a sheep to the slaughter he lied their like a dog strong scent ammonia filtered the air why gas masks work great why dont you comply
the pain that i bore was far more insane your lucky a fragment of mercy is poured out like blood
Copyright © Raymond Geisel | Year Posted 2013
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