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[title] => Absolute Power
[time] => 2005-01-18 15:51:28
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[bodytext] => I am the god of **** I am the god of **** I stay up late at night and gamble with your souls And I won’t stop even if I know the dealer’s got all the luck Because I like to watch you bleed from all your holes I hear the ambulance’s siren scream I see the fire truck’s lights beam I laugh when I see your brains on the asphalt You are the open wound and I am the burning salt I am the god of **** I am the god of **** You think you have sunshine but it’s just the prelude to hell You think you have rain but it’s just my spit Since you live with your head down, you’ll never know you how far you fell I make it so cold that your nipples start to bleed I make it so hot that the only crops are weeds I don’t just sit back and watch you suffer No, I am the one who inflicts the pain to make your misery rougher I am the god of **** I am the god of **** Bow before me this day or you shall surely die Bend your knee right now or you will bear the brunt It won’t cost me a second of sleep to see you cry Why do you disobey me if you know I will crush you? Why do you hate me if you know what I will do? Very well, I’ll sound the trumpets and destroy you pieces of sin Don’t complain to me when I make another earth and start all over again [comments] => 2 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => kratur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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