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A Stink Bomb Has Risen From Hell (Spooks And Spells IV of V)

Honor unto my sacrifices by the hounds barking thier escaping from my legion
ordained in hell † †
Howling to counsel, I bring the rains of brimstones as a sacred warning † †
to give you liberty in the welding of my sword or reprisal I slash of † †
fallen murky tales † †
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Amputations of mortals who denounce amulets devoid of earthy spells † †
Queen of destitute I enslave † †
Clawing to the temple, bloody remnants in the path of its † †
ruin and rage † †
Warnings of approaching imminent not uttered in this world † †
Let the commence of swords clash to a headless pale horseman † †
detestable glee I unfurl † †
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The thirst to exterminate whose cursed voices echoes across thy † †
hemispheres of lands † †
You know not when the time of avoidance to seal the oath † † †
Never to bow to any woman, he, she, or man † †
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Silence when branding weapons to the enemy found in the tornadoes spun † †
words of venomous ruse † †
Spoken trickery to cast stones, footsteps you shall stand, in your † †
nakedness bitterness to succumb, to the wickedness you will face defeat befalls under the moonís abuse † †
Sticks and snakes hurt and crush brittle bones † †
To the hindrance of malice, idiocy, repulsiveness it conceals, refusing to atone † †
Poof unto the charm of bellowing black magicís smoke † †
Last rites before the weight of words slices your throat † †
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The silhouette of your soul I annihilate the spit of death in the ashes, strewn, blown, scattered, be gone † †
Darkness shall sing the everlasting forsaken ritual bloodletting songs † †
Never to utter words energy given once has said † †
Arrogance of lessen power to slew then bite off the head † †
Pinning the heart in the dark † † †
The crows with hair nipped between kaki Mudra for the conjuring work of art † †
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Ignorance in the view quietness in the fog when coming † †
To my army of gnomes, lacerations shall be sliced of skin to the † †
jester and to the dummy † †
Sending the devil back down to his bed down under † †
Tastes in the quest avenges, awakens the third eye even in the midst of slumber † †
Times marks death in silent numbers † †
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How long must devious plot think it can deceive the moon, the night, the skies † †
I am the the darkness upon the universe mist the wise gift of the owl to gloat in the † †
labyrinth as I journey to raise your severed head after the demise † †
The stench of eradication in the wind I call † † †
Properties of my elements finds to enthrall
Benediction unto earth, mankind reaps the blood as darkness falls
A cold wind blows of modern times
When evilness and wickedness is seen from one single eye † †




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SweetKittyCat5
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In the past, poetry came in the form of spells and chants used to effect change (Rewrite)

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