magic
Paradox The Last Dragon 1993 (St. George)
a breath of fresh air to the throne.
peace from me to those who believe
and burn trees to free spirits or lyrics
as a vehicle to heal with
lets killl rebuild
shit no stress just ill with the anghelic relic
weilder when the plans reveiled ink
in hand planetary plan
from the libra constelation
the vibration in veins is the way
stay illumined
the way you do in the proof
rattle snake fang
seer stone i use it
infused inusual patterns of thought
with ink and eglish brusing you using
telepathy
spontatnious human combustion
youre darkness and corruption
chakra energy consumer
sunlight ruler
cosmic self expansion
word avalanches off top magic
word hatter
vampire empire
blood filling entire oceans
demi god killing frauds
light em like logs semi
auto odd
let me chop em all
machette drawn
insectanoid trying to stomp em
a virus
stop the spread of violence
reign of tyrants perversion
die off
dice em
give em cyanide hide inside
their mind and control em conciousness
ultra violet rays heat em
ultra violent brain waves
cause em to break shake like a snake
during a neck beak
saturn sent me no synergy with evil
wings
bring flight
fight demons
at night
seeing light bring sight reborn
take flight.demented
professor
on a quest for blood
ingest and store ina tub fresh out
of someone from the holes of
a submachine gun.
drop a fraudulent god with
a proximity bomb
divine quran islam
sealing enemys off
feel the energy
gods army
follow the 3
mind free
dont get sea sick
they puke like belemics
purpatrators of injustice
villanous.
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Submitted by paradoxthelastdragon on May 27, 2021
Modified on April 07, 2023
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Words | 270 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 67 |
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