22 Mar 2010

paradise.

Suppression guilt and weary foes, a dark knight that tells of death
Show me the way, visionary warrior of truth and justice
Flags held high, and you're little runt of service
Where did you come from?
Valleys of gold and women! Such a brilliant paradise you must own!

And what was sought, sure enough found.
War, destruction and death.
Crude desire and selfishness,
Paradise never existed.

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