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Aries
written by insanebitch200005:18 PM 10/29/04I am the God of war, and I design
the machine in all facets of the
imagination;
You can't hide from me, and you
don't know when or where I will
decide to uprise and make you
dance-or march to the soldiers
grave;
Hell and I work hand in hand-I play
the music and He coordinates
who and what and how-get the
picture?
Aries has no color and is bound by
one oath, to his principle virtue,
Death-it is not a worship, it is a
statute of unlimited proposals-
Do not stampede upon His reign-
Do not indemnify or unproudly
show yourselves unto Him with
dane-you are all weak unto them
and war is never a good thing-
and if in it you seek reward, then
Lucifer and His demons will swarm
your gates and fortifications to
claim you-age, race in one accord
You are responsible for the
outcome of your unjustifiable
plight, whether started or done-
the plan is the design, and Aries
doesn't approve of it, so die. |
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