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"Satan's Heir" by urban_angel

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My name is blessed by Satan
pure evil, incarnation
feeding on the empty minds of old.
Writhing eyes, splitting open
cracked finger-tips keep groping
slipping on the souls being sold.
Hemorrhaging spirit
my hollow ears do hear-it
creeping on thoughts of new.
Forgotten lips forsaken
beating heart keeps breaking
yearning for the blood I drew.
Shallow graves upheaval
feeding thy inner evil
demons cast shadows of black.
Shameful visions cower
fires of hell, doth tower
livid eyes, my head does so lack.
Lifeless dreams, draw dangers
kissing fools, called strangers
peaceful mind, no such speech is grown.
Breathe in thy poison air, delight
and you’ll be truly shown the light
light of absence, now you’ll be unknown.
My name, blessed by Satan
pure evils, incarnation
reigning this dark nation
for hell and ever more.



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On Saturday December 30th, 2006, alaskanamber (129) writes:
very powerful words, almost felt like a chant. gave me goose bumps.



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