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A Fable called Reality

Contributed by Legacy_of_Flame on Saturday, 23rd December 2006 @ 12:01:36 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

Through the pain of misplacement and anguish one will rise
One who has found the meaning and carved his own destiny
The progression of endless self-atonement to become what is unorthodox
His vindication to guide him as he strives to eradicate the fabled utopia, the fabled reality

Slay, Slay! Massacre the infidels who know not of existence
Become what you falsely worship, become your own god!
Break the myth, reveal the truth! Fear the judgment of no being!
Disintegrate your instincts, trust in the flames inside!

The End’s smirk, tis’ knows no apathy!
The Undertaker’s reaper, tis’ knows no mercy!
The Lord’s hand, tis’ knows no hate!
The Prisoner’s mind, tis’ knows no purpose!

Lies, manifesting in thy mind and leeching off our humanity
Lies, feeding off thy innocence and spreading thereby out
Lies, the aegis of contempt that veils the truth!
Lies, succumb to its disgrace, an eternity of lies!

Oh, discordant zealot; wield thy sword
These chains of existence know only their creator’s bounds
The links are suffering under the unknown grasp
They scream for destruction, for redemption!

If thy shall fall in the pilgrimage of self-fulfillment,
Leave the mark in this incomplete ascension
Slice the master’s strings; be free from his grip
And leave the nobodies to their humble wasteland!

Copyright Â© Legacy_of_Flame ... [ 2006-12-23 00:01:36]
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Re: A Fable called Reality (User Rating: 1 )
by theeman on Monday, 25th December 2006 @ 01:22:26 AM AEST
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hmm strange concept of reality.quite oposite to my own.But good one.keep it up

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