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Discussion in 'Thread Games' started by Soultorn, Sep 20, 2002.
When you face him, you'll have to pay the price
Of your pride, and your eventual loss
Always suffering for no cause
Inflicting oppresion on those beneath him
Rendering all the light around dim
In his presence we all bow
enroaching into deep bowels
Indeering towards a permeating fowel
Not knowing what to do, we head straight to the shower
To clean ourselves up from sin
Freeing pain from within
Testing human limits with the end of a knife
enjoying the danse of death and afterlife.
The freedom entwined with deeper frozen rage
makes you lose it and break the cage.
There is no running from the sky
time has come to wither and die.
Icy blue air covers your road
wanna see the dragon? hop on aboard
He has nostrills as wide as a tunnel
where flames are thrown out of in a bundel.
Seeing, believing in all you think is true
Is but an illusion fooling you
Instead of closing your eyes, try to see
the secrets that are devouring me.
No use to run away in complete fright
Just stand your ground, and fight
Fight for your life, fight for destiny
fight for some hot girl named emily
and the war drums sound like chinchilla's screaming
and the whispers in the forest are coming and dreaming
of enchanted widows weeping their word
Of angels falling like a dead bird
But is this the end? Is this all?
will we stand here and await their fall?
Before the silver line is drawn around the cloud
And before we wear the death shroud
Let us stand and pray
lest we be lead astray
forever lost on this line we walk