Bler. Happy thanksgiving. And I am thankful for all the critisim and comments so far and all that will come...


The moment is yours
Dead whore
Never would a god you don't believe in
Let harm come to such an angel

Whipped the world into your shape
You're the fucking queen
Kneeling beside your corrupt king
The dead whore under her bastard king

You're hand smite those below you
Without thought or reason
Locked that soul away and let it sleep forever
Let that bastard take that beautiful body

You're pale frozen hand touch my face
And I wish to destroy the undead
Puppet, you're dead
Haunt me no more, whore

Bow down to your bastard king
Hope he chokes on the broken string
That once pulled down an angel and tore

She's just a dead whore.

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Fuck you and your rules.
Smile for me.