faithless
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Racing against the Pale Horse, dancing with the Corpse Fool.
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Post by faithless on Aug 22, 2009 0:21:07 GMT -5
I peer at you, you lost, wandering soul I peer at you from relative comfort, relative safety. I peer at you through the light that blinds you I'm on the other side, you see all-knowing, all-powerful. a god amongst the mos tmiserable form of life You peer at me. Atleast, you try. You cannot see wha ti am for the light is far to bright the light, reflecting off my armor of gleaming glass the armor, that seperates us. that makes me greater What are you doing, you pathetic being? come no closer, you despictable thing i'll not have you mar the shine of my divinity. unhand me, you barbaric lout, lest you free me from this curse lest you break through this illusion lest you free me from myself.
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