Kingdom of dark monsters

by Angel Demetrice   Nov 6, 2007


They all keep talking,
but i cant hear them,
the darkness won,
all i see are the monsters,
haunting my mined in this frame,
i cant kill them,
i hate them,
yet they come to me like I'm a god,
is this a curse or is this a gift,
so with this army of the darkness i will level this world of all thats bright,
those who used to talk,
will scream and i might actually enjoy listen,
but every god needs some one to fallow him,
so i am a king were are my kinsmen...

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