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Anonymous86	Gepost door Anonymous86 op zaterdag 22-12-2007 om 12:12:12
	Here we rage a war of the gods here we face immortal odds Satan at it's best, shinin' glorious, Jesus as a white light angel warrior. I walked the battlefield, drenched in blood, an apostle being dragged trough red mud. Making my journey mortality speaks, dead bodies lay where blood leaks. Animals plaged, madness streaks, diseased wolves havin' a feast for weeks. On my right hand god, my other the devil, bringin' the art of war to another level. All warfare is based on deception, crushed and disordered a feigned perception. When he is superioir try to evade him, when he is temperamental, seek to irritate him. When he takes his ease, give him no rest. If his forces are united, seperate the best. Words of Sun Tzu's wisdom of war, makes the moon set, no life no more. The great powers of the world destroyed, each other, all that they left a void. Now I stand where I forever will be, the last one left, under the apple tree. Adam and Eve where before me, now it's only me. forever in Eden under the apple tree.
NoApologies echt	Gepost door NoApologies op zaterdag 22-12-2007 om 12:54:24
	hey lang niks meer van je gehoord ---------------------------------------- niet
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