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Ha! says the lark upon the tree
Ha! says the dew upon the leaf
Trampling through and knocking down, you story ends, you'll wait, for now.

Our king has come, he steps forth glory, he passes judgement, to run? a folly!

While he thinks, you wait, in bonds and chains, his will is ours, your fate decides.

Just you wait! You will pay, his wrath you have never seen, you'll wish for death.

Oh the things you'll see, as we burn your eyes, your nose will fill with you own flesh smoke, and your ears hear there own sizzle!

I can hardly wait, the king knows alll, don't think you can hide. What have you? A hope? He will cut it down without a flinch, a inkling of the candle in the shadow? He'll blow it out without hardly a first thought! You mind will cry mercy, but you lips will cry pain, your hands will scream revenge, but nothing but the tender rain will hit us!

Look, he has made his choice, the words I've spoken are like a breeze! A gentle breeze with the smell of marigolds in its air! You will wish for the tortures I have given with such mercy that a priest would bless!

"He shall live, amongst our mothers and our children, his life should be equal to your highest master, to mine, to yours!"

He speaks to the man behind you, do not think you have the slightest bit of honour that may welcome such a word empty of the rage he shall bestow.

That passageway is empty, but his words run through the steel, the brick of all, surely, surely he means for a man that has not come, for my king, my king can see more than I, and most certainly you. Be worried you ass.

Curious, he looks at you. As I look at a maggot, who eats the life of death, without a doubt this is the sight he see's in you.

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Herb Ninja

Nice work dude. Somebody needs to keep this forum going and you sure as hell do a good job of that. Write on. Sending my sincere respect, HN-

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Ron Paul for the Long Haul