Death Has ComeDeath comes upon the wings of darkness, a black figure of oblivion, dressed in the rags of my ancestors, reeking of the stench of a thousand corpses.Death Has Come
He rides a steed which drips with gore, in his diseased fingers he clutches a sword rife with pestilence, death cares not for his victims, he merely harvests that which he longs to possess.
His face oozes with puss, his eyes bore through you with the power of a thousand balefires, he speaks the mystical words to loose your mortal coil, as swiftly as you were born.
Darkness overcomes you, fear inhab
by `blackeri
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Dance Dance Revolution FOREVER!!!!!!! ^^
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Dance Dance Revolution FOREVER!!!!!!! ^^
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*DILLIGAF*
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if the whole world’s singing your songs
And all of your paintings have been hung
Just remember what was yours is everyone’s from now on
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Imagination is more important than knowledge.
~Albert Einstein~
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Ayhan Tomak
Istanbul-Turkey
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