shit is just too easy.
From: The Slums Of Pleasantville |
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B.R.E Presents : Swordz Iz Disease
IP:
[Close Eyed Stare, My Blade Rises, It’s Soul Spewing Violent Smiles//
Arose From My Chair, Sigh Made, Entices Those Viewing To Silence For Miles//
All Around Nod Knowingly, Faith In My Sharpened Fierce Edge//
Call To Surround, Lodged Going Deep, Too Late, Metal Harkened To Pierce Flesh//
Blood Drips From The Tip, Split Tongue For Victory//
Love Lives Hidden On Lips, Rip And Lunge In Sold Sickened-Feats//
Drop My Weapon, Cry Quiet Eyes, Or Blind Limbs, Fall Dumb Witted To My Knees//
Stop My Upsettin? Lie Low As Riot Fires To Find Him, Saul Commited Better Deeds//
People Who Cheered Witless For My Task, Now Pay For My Head On A Stake//
Steeples Do Appear, Witnessed As My Only Chance, Brow Shakes Slow, “DIE!” Chants Spread As I Quake//
Church Door Bursts Forcibly Open, Stalling, Then Out Pours Women, Children, Lances At Ready, Come Militia//
Lurch Forth, Search For The One Broken, Crawling For Sound, More, Listen, Lead Fill Him, Chance Little We’ll Miss Yah//
Rifles Poised, Pitchforks, Shovels, Spades, Rakes, All Weave Through Aisle After Aisle, Torches Lighting//
Sifle Noise, Bitch Lurks On Levels And States Of Hate, The Bereaved Soon Pile, Laughter Sky High, Scorches Brightening//
Bastard Discovered, Hatred Thermometers Breakin, Deny Pleasure, His Own Gun Ramming Own Ione Head//
Last Learned, Uncovered Sacred Unsure Bombs Bitter, Naked Now Lie Deader, Miss-Toned, Run, Family Now Prone To Death//
Crowd Mutters, The Show They Wanted Cancelled, Panic Concealed, Leave Stuttering, Hell Was Crimson, Seams In Mires Wishfully//
Loud Clutters, Slow Brakes, Taunted From Ransom, Static Congealed, Fluttering, Television Dreams Expire Fitfully//]
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