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HELL IS CALLING
Contributed by
wellsmark
on
Monday, 4th November 2002 @ 01:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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HELL IS CALLING
I pass into the embers turning,
Orbs that burrow seek out burning.
Recede I try but the probing is running,
Mobile dally with chilling cunning.
If this was hell was I a sinner?
All nigh smelt vial of sulfur.
Or was this my destiny back to my outstart?
Did I belong here and I had to depart?
Devoid my thoughts my Lord is the Beast,
Pious to you I watch you feast.
All around walls rubious weal,
Yearning buds alive with feel.
Bouncing fire, malicious laughed in my face,
Sanctums Vixen I bow to your Grace.
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wellsmark
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2002-11-04 13:30:00]
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Re: HELL IS CALLING
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by Essentially9 on
Saturday, 31st July 2004 @ 11:56:11 PM AEST
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