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The Magnificent
The Magnificent have no chance,
Whilst the lust fills our lungs; embraced
The Magnificent would like to dance,
With our hatred, once again, face to face
Jester of Love takes charge of the situation
While the Queen of Laughs is crying
King of Envy takes notice of his persuasion,
Lovely they are, loving with hearts dying
The Gods of Sorrow smile at us
Staring at us, through the window of despair
They love the empowerment of lust
They love the fact that all is so unfair
Yet again, The Magnificent crave
Not only attention, but our thoughts as well
We will all soon be in our grave
And lose our souls to The Saints in Hell
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Comments
xVampyRxPunkx Says:
this is rly good and vry creative, i like how u used a royal family basically contradicting themselves
The Emperor Says:
This is beautiful. Nicely versed, and a pleausure to imagine.