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I am but a Devil
I stand in the thick of night,.
Sweat tickles me as it undulates under my Behemoth shirt,.
I have ran for far too long,.
I have swallowed by fucking pride for nothing,.
Now I stare at the moon,.
Panting like a rabid mutt,.
That cannot get enough of the smut,.
That seeps into his mind when his pack leaves shim behind,.
An aggravating disdain for truth,.
Is what the world holds onto,.
I wish I could promise to devour fear,.
To destroy everything in the wake of my giant hand,.
Swiping over cities and man made lands,.
I pray to the dark one to aid and abed our gods.,.,.,,.,.,
Sweat tickles me as it undulates under my Behemoth shirt,.
I have ran for far too long,.
I have swallowed by fucking pride for nothing,.
Now I stare at the moon,.
Panting like a rabid mutt,.
That cannot get enough of the smut,.
That seeps into his mind when his pack leaves shim behind,.
An aggravating disdain for truth,.
Is what the world holds onto,.
I wish I could promise to devour fear,.
To destroy everything in the wake of my giant hand,.
Swiping over cities and man made lands,.
I pray to the dark one to aid and abed our gods.,.,.,,.,.,
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