The fall of truth (a poem of glory)
Posted By: Seth Elkins<xboxboy13@cfl.rr.com>
Date: 12 May 2007, 3:10 pm
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Across the walls
Smoothly spread
In the halls
Oh so red
With knife in hand
Lust in vision
For something more
My single mission
Grab the neck
Wring it dry
Thrust in hard
And say goodbye
Mind your manners
The mess we've made
Hide the body
Burn it glazed
Turn to face him
One more time
My single enemy
Oh he's mine
I cut this throat
Bled him dry
Ran him in
Until he died
Revenge is mine
Red flesh on face
I skinned him alive
With a blunt ass mace
He cried for mercy
I thought a second
Where was yours
When you killed that peasant
When you slaughtered the millions
With your mighty blade
They cried for help
And the laugh you made
I watched you rape
I watched you plunder
I watched you maim
And I watched you murder
So here we stand
In a burning room
I gave you justice
Your inevitable doom
Mangled on the floor
Burned to a crisp
I laugh at your corpse
Dead and helpless
You killed millions
So I killed you
Justice is done
Killed one for two
Rest now truth
He is dead
Burn in hell
Off with your head
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