Wake, Hear my screams, The ramblings of a fool. Forsake, fear my dreams. Red blood water in the pool. Who if any were killed today.In the devils back yard to play.
The pitchfork was thrown, It didn't even stick. Seeds were sown. With blood the ground was licked.The field is ready for harvest.Heads will roll at best.
Who opened Pandora's box? Who jimmied the hinge? Who picked the locks? What demons now dance and play. Promising to never go away.
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