Put on that collar Baby,
Cause you sure as hell ain't no angel.
With those filthy, delicious *Pristine* concoctions.
Popping those Prescription Placebo Pills.
Without even the decency, or the fucking audacity.
To fight back (Against me)
your god, your maker.
Paradox fairytales F
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from your mouth.
Yesteryear came quicker than you thought.
Forsaken, like a ghost, you travel from
Foolish to inept, gracelessly decieving me,
but all the while, im watching and waiting for my time to
strike you down like the ominipotent being that i am.
Naively thinking that you may have defeated me.
Beaten me down and scared me away.
but believe it or not, i'm still around.
Adding your comment:
stop sayin they're bad.... this isnt bad at all, it's not as powerful as your others but it isn't bad at all. eesh, you.