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Just an inside look at how I feel about something personal. |
| Thy creed, thy blood, tooth, and nail, by heart and soul in blackened night, we again shall never fail. Steadfast thy blade, thy paws, burned with sweat and tears -- To what doth night know to be, a passion past eternal zeal? With whom this silent pledge doth vow, a heart so cold it bids to kill? Nay, to be with shadow's Vail by side with lust -- Thro' off thy chains; live past yourself! No more shall we hold true rebellion as sin! By Good Book and night, we again, shall finally reign.... |