revenge
By burden of blood
We know who we are
Blood ties are forsaken
And grudges still found
These scars were inflicted
Many generations ago.
So deep is the blood,
Ages come, ages go.
A snake in the grass
With no honor, no soul.
Left in my council,
You'll learn to respect.
Try as you might to slip away,
Try to escape without feeling pain..
I've lost all control,
While you lose your mind.
What is inside,
The abyss of the mind.
Pleasures domination,
Or forbidden imagination?
2007-10-12
09:09:37
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The Dark Prince
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