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the worlds doom

what is the meaning of life  
when all we do is fight  
the world is crumbling from the darkness
and i will help the night  
the world is lost and those of light
my hatred of the world shines bright
when the one who ends the world comes to call
i will be there when the world falls  
to aid the one is my mission  
to make it parish is my ambition
this world is rotten and never healing
the sweet destruction is so appealing
it comes in a blaze of evil's fire  
it comes through the demons portial
itcomes to claim
it comes to sire
the end of all things mortal
Written by armandbloodstone
Published | Edited 14th Oct 2012
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