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Some Random Rap...
Contributed by
Auston
on
Friday, 19th March 2010 @ 05:38:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Understand please, try and not protest.
Such is the way of life, for you and all the rest.
Traversing the worlds of spiritual attunement.
Over the hills of chaos reside the ill proven.
Naught is all that will prevail in this world.
As you see, fate has its way with the unfurled.
Crushing the forgotten every single day.
Hardly a challenge for those who stay at bay.
Will the speakers and spreaders of fallen lives
Aid you in the fight to end where all life thrives?
Righteousness is the path of the crude chosen.
Zealotry is the path of the faithful ambrosian.
Say what you must, but I will still stay.
You can never stop the loom of darkness' dismay.
Free yourself to the corruption's approach.
Don't deny it any longer as it'll soon encroach.
Abide the blackouts emerging from abyss.
Tend to your loved ones with nothing but bliss.
Hope for the best, that's all you can do...
Until the time comes when the world gets askew.
You can always run away but cannot hide.
All of the miles and paths that you so stride.
Give in to the advances of this shady affliction.
So it'll be said in stone of my great infliction.
Never again will I trust humanity.
All they really do is just spurt stuff randomly.
All the common people think of themselves as important.
Absolutely no one can conceal what they just retorted.
Truth is you should've found the place in your life.
But it's never too late, can you surpass the strife?
There are still ways to reach back to this place.
A revival of sorts from your fall from grace.
Foolish hellions with their swords and shields
Will never get the chance that this man yields.
Rise up through the ground as it tears and churns.
Keep on moving forth until it seethes and burns.
Continue your journey until it’s set ablaze.
The land you think of, the land you crave.
Show them the desire of your manifest.
Just do it for them, rise above the rest.
Don't show signs of weakness and don't hold back.
Just ready yourself for the impending attack.
Every which way, myriads of demons.
Trying to stop you from further proceeding.
Do not give up and do not lose hope.
Show them the barbed hook at the end of your rope.
Failure to comply will result in death.
But wait; didn't you already breathe your last breath?
Do you know now what this has been for?
Do you apprehend this complex old yore?
Do you really think that you can usurp me?
Do you really think that this time I won't see?
Foolish little humans, the perfect victims...
Never understanding what had just hit them.
Your soul will be banished to the plane of demise.
Your soul will see clouds upon desolate skies.
Your soul will forever walk the path of the ghastly.
Your soul might be the first, but it will finish lastly.
Copyright ©
Auston
... [
2010-03-19 17:38:23]
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