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[title] => A World To Murder
[time] => 2005-05-29 14:51:48
[hometext] => Part 2 of Merchants of The Blood Trade. Why do they die? Why are we here? Unmarked Graves, Unneeded Sorrows
[bodytext] => --------______-------------- When will the hand of god chike the life from this world of fools Eradicate the masses Crushed under the weight of failure Await the death blow ripped from your praying hands A faith transparent Libarate us Decimate us Our fear blinds us to the ones who enslave us Our world dies Corruption stands us idle All our lives Devoid of meaning endless searching Silent screaming For your rotting souls there is no hope Lower my broken body down An unmarked grave Unwanted mourning I'll keep my death all for myself Save your tears for drowning You You force us down Bind our wrists crush our dreams Your hopeless god is dying Let the fires rise Wash our hands with burning temples Spill your lungs to empty skies With baited breath weep prayers unanswered Fear the collective silence Sever us from times division I tread a million miles nothing stole the hate from my eyes conceived just to die The blinding faith in your eyes Your Fear Your Lies You feel that you'll die A stitch in time No one to save you All our lives Devoid of meaning endless searching Silent screaming For your rotting souls there is no hope You've found a World to Murder Now! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 57 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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