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death isn't for the faithless

 
divine intervention for the faithless
mockingbirds under cover of darkness
cry I want extra cheese with my KFC
you sold your rights for a sucker cherry flavored
 
watch this house rise from the ashen looks of the dearly departed
while you scribble lewd visions on the outhouse walls
trying to deny them freedom
I will make you keep your promises even there
 
internally I'm doing damage, casting to the winds  
your covenant is made of superglue
your oath slothful in nature isn't lost on me
it took a millennia for you to come forth
throwing silver dollars at mass
 
you're invited to try me
I promise I've hidden truth in the least likely places  
knowledge is fed to peasants at the gates
you would sell it to the highest bidder
 
your bitter fate, eyes glazed with stardom
you wanted popularity
it was your choice in the end
that you feel cheated isn't a concern
 
I told you a year ago
as the houses rose to power  
full of loyal soldiers of renown
they chose me as their champion
I fly my pirate flag proudly
 
the seas run red with blood
black magic you say
there is no color to wisdom
 
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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