Subject: ~*Meet Your Maker*~ |
Author: BŁaze [ Edit | View ]
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Date Posted: 14:18:36 11/29/02 Fri
royal stag enters bloody terra.
inky pillars pound firma in leangthy three-beat.
'hind limbs break an' sends sod unto dance.
hock-kisser flags in zaphyr wit' threads
as regal one stands tall on ledge o' sandstone.
lappets stand at hark an' listen fo' sound o' 'thers.
cuttin' vocal's o' fatal's an' lone
viking sound unto twin pinnicals.
smug look set 'pon facials an' icy globes
see wit' sight o' night hawk.
Lord stands o'er all, seeing sights o' many.
optics harden an' bodice straightens,
yet smugness remains evident.
pit o'ens an' horror o' death an' hate
echoes forth from its darkness.
it blows through the lands
with a stiffness o' challenge t' High Voltage.
smirk curls may an' orbs glitter in humour an'
waiting o' 'ther t' show self.
cobrall aches an' veil give covering t' oculi.
snort 'scapes from probicus an' satisfied swish
from cloak echoe's sound.
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- [You wish] -- [High Voltage], 14:24:22 11/29/02 Fri
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