The Angel SlayerDeep in the dark night, In the silent deep death, Holding within the grasp of the lich, I see the wings of the fallen angels, Smothered with blood, Filled with the stench of death,The Angel Slayer
The one Bright Angels, Now fight among them selves, Deluded and driven insane by their captive, The Horrible Lich,
The Lich which was Angel Slayer, The one who had perfected Cane of Darkness, Stolen from within the hands of the god of thieves, Even Hermes could not retrieve it,
The Cane,
Made from the flesh pf the Living dead, Adorned with the Feath
DriftingDrifting, aimlessly, hopeless, Helpless,Drifting
A sea of sorrow, A sky of sadness, A mountain of hardship, A life of longing,
Is this what is?
Or is this what i am?
What be the matter?
What be the thing?
The source of all...
the reason of it...
Why?
englufed within our own petty sins and virtues...
is this prison? is this all?
It is so petty, so srowful...
Annoying little insect which we are,
one day, we shall be squished under the thumb of a child
Philosopher's PrayerOh god of wisdom, One above,Philosopher's Prayer
To whom philosophers enslave them selves, Banigna Kyrie…
Master of the worlds, Destroyer of which he wish, Guardian of all, Sancta Kyrie,
Deliver me,
My master, From everlasting death, Of mind and body,
Master of truth, Master of wisdom, Master of logic, Master of Metalogic, Master of all, Master of one, Master of nothingness, Master of everythingness,
Holy Be your name, Which your servants utter, In despair, Asking there brothers, To ask thy
Crazy GenesisFar far away, In a land different from ours, Where colorless green ideas,Crazy Genesis
Sleep furiously in the outskirts, There came a dream,
A colorless green idea dreamt it was nothing, And it was so lonely,
That in the dream,
It shed a tear…
This tear held the hopes of the colorless green idea,
Which had slept furiously, Wanting someone else to talk to, And so,
The tear became a man, And lived his life upon a land, Which the green idea had dreamt,
The man had lived alone,
Till he himself had become lonely, The colorless
What am IWhat could everyone have againstWhat am I
A face so innocent, are they dense?
A mind so pure and frivolous
What is this mess?
In which we call our world,
Where intelligence is exploited
Ignorance is televised,
Where mindless zombies never realize
They have no lives but others to size.
What’s wrong with this place?
A world so full of disobedience
Where chaos thrives on children’s lives
The complete void of emptiness
What procreated this insane mess?
Of w
FFVI - Kefka
Malaysia!
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Shawn: "Gus please. Don't be Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Marzipan."
Gus: "Azkaban."
Shawn: "I've heard it both ways."
Shawn: This is just another knock off of the other knock off of the original knock off of that other show.
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Haha! Got you with a DA snow ball!
It's the start of..... Snow Ball Fight 2005-2006 !!!!
One rule to this game....
You can't hit someone who has already hit you!
Now... go out there and get as many people as you can, before they get you!
I got you first so you can't get me back!
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"Fight to the last gasp" -William Shakespeare
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