Thy mouth so wise as an elder
yet thy heart so weak as a new born child
What is to become of thee?
With passion and desire
For the longing of death and chaos
Tis not all but merely a Satan's dream dreamt
Thou art overcome by the darkness
Hence in the shadows of the unknown
has taken over thee
But
I who laid eyes on thee
O what purity, what beauty!
I see deep inside the depths of thy soul
O what sadness, what grief!
I see that lays on the expression of thy face
Must you be full of joy and happiness
As well as all the other mortals in thine world
If I were to choose, I wilt help bring a smile on thy face
But
To ask of all this,
This is too much to ask, even for the Lord
Is it not?
















Comments
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Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of Death
There's no reason to live at all
- The Reflecting God by Marilyn Manson
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Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of Death
There's no reason to live at all
- The Reflecting God by Marilyn Manson
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"Hmm, so the god of death has a sense of humor, that or he's senile...or both." ~ Takoda Vega, Tattered Wings
"Good news is always good. Good noose depends on the context." `darkcrescendo
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Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of Death
There's no reason to live at all
- The Reflecting God by Marilyn Manson
thanks a lot for the
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Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of Death
There's no reason to live at all
- The Reflecting God by Marilyn Manson
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