Credulity of Pain
All vague signs of vile credulity of pain, we welcome you to our accompany. Trifling tenants trail beneath their tipple tracks of deceit. Lies, patents, listings of unjust acquiring, Their pale delivery of rumors, thoughts found in time. Time we have to create, loatheheaded monsters, blissful trickery, Of declining knowledge, strange redtongued snakes storm through delicate detains. I asked you to stop, you answer, your monster, pale and frilfull, hot on the trail, utter pain. Legionaries all of their master’s ghostsinged messages, pain’s hateful words, Of discreet affairs, we could plan a murder, or summon serpent lords. Retaliate their suffering power, deliver the bluestained warcries of conceit. Delay their time, that time will come again, give me a witness, I need a bare beast, I need a bear of bleak bargain, begin the time, Warcry, people die, let me die again, while I croon, beneath the moon of their death. Come again death, the spite of me, take me! Death grips me at hand, yes I know you can, take me!