- Created By namine17
lies
for looking into the eyes of the beast its fangs shreading apart what fears you do have left, the impulses of the SAVAGE is intense with blood and laughter,and when looking beyond its veiw the only thing beyond is images of those who strugled to excape, deep in the obys of hidden lies lurks the plots of the demon running with the devil, and who can say why she is so angry? only the deivl knows
the rage
for every time i have seen someones life flash before someones eyes brings back the satisfaction of fleash its self,rooms filled with shreaded glaze of amputated embolments brings out the SAVAGE from its intense scarce of sacrafice!it lurks for its week body needs the satisfaction of death,in these times of its need it feeds on its emages and that IMBRACES it to go on, it has made its deal with the devil its been at it for years its life is so faital, for not even it menion can embrace the impulses of its rage,
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