

The HereticLastly Crossing, dying breath. Brazen notes lead into death. Falling pearl of scarlet tear, Dropping far and landing near. Last sensation, Imitation, Opposite illumination. Notion grows, As envy flows, With crazed and morbid, lasting leer. Voice of raven, Bounding haven. Mock relation. True damnation. Tears of joy in jubilation. Puzzlement investing fear. Razor dull, On hell-ship hull, Where rust rejuvenates the skull, And demon's love is rot and null, And evil's eye to soul hast lull, With messages from Lethe's gull,The Heretic
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If a crazy undead lich hits an idiot Ascalonian prince over the head with a magical ice cream truck in the depths of a parallel dimension and no one else is around to hear it, does the water STILL make a splashy sound?
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If a crazy undead lich hits an idiot Ascalonian prince over the head with a magical ice cream truck in the depths of a parallel dimension and no one else is around to hear it, does the water STILL make a splashy sound?
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If a crazy undead lich hits an idiot Ascalonian prince over the head with a magical ice cream truck in the depths of a parallel dimension and no one else is around to hear it, does the water STILL make a splashy sound?
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Nightime Sharpens, Heightens Each Sensation
Darkness Stirs and Wakes Imagination
~Phantom of the Opera
Band Geeks Unite! ~Band-Geeks
My Clubs
FLUTE ROCKS!
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