ive seen bodies where no rivers have ever reached. aimlessly walking around, for the living to catch up to them. if the sun blacks out and the sky turns to red, blood red. i will rebuild you. save yourself for this exit, behind all interior, you are drifting away. nothing to me is real, your thoughts disappear into the wind. your voice drops off the earth. if you cant see my wings, then your horns have already outgrown your head. if you cant see my sword, then the fire has filled all the emptiness in the end. even in death, light has marked my living. so many souls believing in honesty and truth. the figment of my imagination is mankind preaching about all the things that arent real. but i go on flying (never drowning). why wish for peace and happiness... if heavens a myth, and hell is a legend?
they will soon become victims to these murderers.
the alternative: i am the executioner that haunts you in your sleep.
-you will never rest in peace.
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