Post by stillplaying on Jun 17, 2009 0:58:28 GMT -5
It's my favorite game. I was reborn trough hate when I was Gliding Above While Being Below. Woken by arrogance in uniform, it felt like a spiral dream, Paralyzed, Mesmerized. Now my status: Still thinking, a Lethargic Age, slowly but surely it started to sound like Sirens, preparing me for a metamorphosis. The next devine step will bring a Semtex revolution, masked jackals will fall like a snow crystal in the sun. They all will die by my hand. And I will grin, no more internal conflicts, no need to be human, preparing me for the voyage to eternity. No need to ask the mistress of deception why it hurts. Shaking of all skeletons on my shoulder I'm becoming the son of Lilith. And, in a purple haze, I'll think of things pasted by like a shadow of a lost dream... 
oohps, sorry about that....
oohps, sorry about that....
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