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king of the dammed
Along came the king of the damned, in with his slithering army of shadows, that followed him from the hadies gates, wearing his elegant tar robes , the king of the lost generation is here.
With his claws of greed & fear he screech the lands to bare, drinking the blood from the mother's open wounds he filled the sky in red & yellow wails, with eyes piercing the remnants of living enjoying the hymns of suffering ,
walking gently in the middle of the decaying world, admiring the smell of death in the air, hunting to the cries of failing souls to feast the young flesh, he is here to chalange the world of mortals, along came the king of damned, beware.
With his claws of greed & fear he screech the lands to bare, drinking the blood from the mother's open wounds he filled the sky in red & yellow wails, with eyes piercing the remnants of living enjoying the hymns of suffering ,
walking gently in the middle of the decaying world, admiring the smell of death in the air, hunting to the cries of failing souls to feast the young flesh, he is here to chalange the world of mortals, along came the king of damned, beware.
Published 19th Nov 2017
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19th Nov 2017 3:52pm
19th Nov 2017 5:22pm
What would be the menu, location I like a isolated old manor, at the side of a river, surrounded by tall trees were the nature roams free
19th Nov 2017 5:32pm
19th Nov 2017 6:06pm
19th Nov 2017 10:00pm
The I speak of is the one whom even the cemetery guy despises, he is the one who doesn't give a proper death , his play is with the living that can't live and not yet died , his company is war greed calamities
