The Ghost Rider's call
Your soul is stained by the blood of the inocent
It shall be forever compromized
Thus it has no porpus but to die
For there is only room here for those who belong
Don't try to fight
For you will not win
Don't try to strugle
For it would be no more then a waste of time
So, speak thy last words
Scream thy last scream
Cry thy last tears
For forever silent you will be
Now, look in to my eyes
Witness those you have hurt
Embrace their suffering,
See them die
Hear them scream
Taste their blood
Smell their fear
And feel their pain
For it will be the last thing you will ever see, hear, taste, smell and feel
They pain ends now
As you feel you world grow darker and darker and darker....
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The Black Book of Blood
Its me. What I would write about are stories i like to come up with some times.
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