Dance, let's dance around
and feast, let's feast upon
All that remains of the fallen.
Cleave, let's cleave
for the fun of it all
And bathe in the blood of the forsaken.
Find ecstasy in sin
and solace in annihilation
Cleanse this world through devastation.
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Poems... I guess
PoetryA collection of what can be counted as poems, that are written by me.
