DepravedA Poem by Biatch
Strength of the empire broken down by the cryptic jealousy of the crazed
The bloodline of the royal, unloyal fools. The blazing gaze of the king
Succumb To the vengeance Of the fallen race Ignite The throne The name In flames A questionable delusion of being god Blinded by the power So weak the masses never stood up Fallen prey to the white mans burden Intoxicated by the wealth Gluttoned eyes forever shot down They have seen the light Time for dark to rise Death of the father Shines upon their thrones A life full of pleasure yet so full of misery Murder, it ain't a sin for those who have no shame Bloodlines destroyed Suppressed by the weaker Born and raised by royalty Promises of greatness lost Promises Promises of the greatness lost. The life of the royal live in their filth. Sway away and pray to your lord And hope the day you die to rest you lay The resistance is dawning near To kill the foe, shiko laughs away They refuse to break Neglecting destined faith Defiers of hell within Free the beast and then Run Self proclaimed fools Dwell in your lust Slay all the blood clones Take more for your soul Abolished empire Kingdom gone wrong When will they comprehend power is flawed Power is flawed Forever in debt For sins to atone W***e of the brothel Till death you'll be stoned The destined forgotten son rots in his grave Free from your demons And break from these chains © 2013 Biatch |
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Added on April 1, 2013 Last Updated on April 1, 2013 |