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Lifes Sentence In The Necronomicon
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The time is nigh
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Peak #5,111
Peak in subgenre #369
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November 01, 2004
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Life is death, and deaf is what we can't hear subconsciously haggling with camera tricks since the Pap Smear And now the land fears the new threat of evolution adolescence ever lampooning, pests in their suclusion They're testing the humour and patience of human endangerment and forcing all the city folk to stew in the vacant mess They created with mindframes that are cadent with aching because evil was cased in, anticipating the danger awaking Primitive beings doing nothing, but hunting for enemy gain in an attempt to see my inner child deceased down memory lane Like an entity slained, mentally..energy trained specially to put an end to me, or it seems that way with jade weaponery There's space in my dreams for falling or some more torment like warfare with nefarious behemoths with claws and four heads I'm caught before bed by these happenings and scenario's needless to catch 40 winks we're trapped in sin as far as we gooooo My birthright was cursed flight left for crash landing nothing to pilot this plain sailing on high water, I'm trapped stranded In mass panic within the book of damned portraying existence in unchartered realms and I'm looking for plans For caving encription to this waste of an Anthropoid description thinking along 12 step lines of immoral depiction, elixir drinking It's just fiction within a convict, folk law breaking A son of a beach with coast corassion, just a ghost forsaken We toast to satan, head of the table top, the centerpiece of dinner with the deceased, caught between ends of means and peasant grief Incessantly questioning my rationality for hopeful presence till the point- my effervescence lasting evanescence Forever contestant in this game show-case of stolen identities a living invasion of the body snatchers, potent in every scene When we focus in between two stools, and consequently then do fall everything hits home to cause a medley of doomed storms But who's born to face the music from these instruments of destruction everyone, as we're damned when the dam cracks, implicates in influxion Instructed in interuption leak out into a basin of city scape as they all gaze up in doubt and perish for pitty's sake
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