Master of Puppets... The Chaos Heart
Joined: 17 Jul 2007 Posts: 4568
HP: 100 MP: 6 Lives: 22
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:13 pm
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"Why do we bother, living our trivial lives? For what prupose, do we strive? For the momentary satisfaction of beating a race? Or for the loving souls our hearts embrace? It is pointless though tis all for naught. For in the end, only one will win the lot. But what the heck! Continue living! Living your pathetic lives Cling to your wreched being. While I watch and wait. Observing you move So that one day I may prove That your lives are worthless! You are rotting peices of trash! And in the end, nothing will matter. No accomplishments, no love given out. For you are nothing but a trecherous lout."
"So why do we bother, living the way we do It is plain. Simple! We haven't a clue. We do what we do, in the hopes of reward but when all meets an end, there will be no satisfaction When Destiny, the sweet mistress she is Shakes hands with, Doom, and his brother, death Then all becoms wreched, corrupt Like your foul morning breath Give up you fools Cast out your hopes For they are incompetent Like the lot of you Into the fire pool That sweet lake of flames. That is where you'll go With all of your blames Screeching to the heavens Why do I do it! And the answer shall be It is destiny You cannot change, who you are. You are stuck to your fate, as are we all. So why do we bother? Why do we bother?"
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