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- THE NEMESIS PATH -
Left behind like a memory untold
Just as a virus out within the cold
Can you exist in the calamity
As the burden one with obscurity?
Will you stand at the precipice
With nothing beneath your feet?
The purity of apocalypse
At the edge of your defeat
Poureth the wine, so poisonous
From dragons to the xenopus
The time has come
For us to love
The blackened path of nemesis
The sun, it shines down it’s hateful death rays
On a road of skulls paved with dusted graves
Why must we wrestle with morality
If we must face throes of mortality?
Will you stand at the precipice
With nothing beneath your feet?
The purity of apocalypse
At the edge of your defeat
Poureth the wine, so poisonous
From dragons to the xenopus
The time has come
For us to love
The blackened path of nemesis
I am walking death
The breath damn once more
On shores kept for gods
Only frauds remain
Will you stand at the precipice
With nothing beneath your feet?
The purity of apocalypse
At the edge of your defeat
Poureth the wine, so poisonous
From dragons to the xenopus
The time has come
For us to love
The blackened path of nemesis
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 27th Feb 2017
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