02-06-2013, 09:27 AM
Feast upon the shine of my blade!
For I see the fear upon your lonesome eyes.
Besieged and imprisoned with the weakness you hide.
But I shall not be fooled!
I laugh at you, instead.
Therefore, you're a critter.
A weak, plain, critter.
So you shall die this very second;
For my eyes can bare no more.
Hideous as you may be,
Thou, will die bold.
For I see the fear upon your lonesome eyes.
Besieged and imprisoned with the weakness you hide.
But I shall not be fooled!
I laugh at you, instead.
Therefore, you're a critter.
A weak, plain, critter.
So you shall die this very second;
For my eyes can bare no more.
Hideous as you may be,
Thou, will die bold.