The beast awoke from the depths of hell,
Seekin blood, fire in its eyes.
The smell of fresh meat is in the air,
Broken by a child's soft cry.
"Come to me, o little one,
Come to my arms.
Come to me, o human child,
I mean u no harm."
Sunday, September 03, 2006
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3 comments:
May I know who are you referring to as the beast..?
arre chill yaar... its jus a creation of my imagination!!! was tryin to write some antichrist heavy metal shit!!!!
dude what u rite is just 2 heavy 4 me 2 understand...neweys nice blog good 2 read even though difficult 2 understand
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