OverLord's Pet

by Loki   Oct 25, 2007


Rotting flesh infused with the twisted nerves of young children, and attached with the muscles of a man. The shadowy spiraling insanity trapped beneath every humans conscience mind. The very being of any real so-called "good intentions" birth the twins GREED and SELFISHNESS. The very source of OVERLORD power.
Blended perfectly with burning steel and wire, shocked with a thunderstorm of Reality, brilliant flashes of gray and white. Drain the puke of all evil misshapen incarnations who still slander the ever chronicle interventions with "God", gather the sins waste and pump the veins from every new born heart, sow the finale stitch of fumigated scalded
Skin, singed the bleeding ends, flip the switch, hear the silence, watch the memorizing flashes of society, and see the stitched eye of a monster role your way. Sit back, take a smile and
CREATE.

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