Deserving Of Death
In the dark they beg on their knees...
For their savior god to bring relief...
Some sort of guidance and light
But all that awaits is decimation...
But all that they deserve is death...
Weak are the ones hiding in the dark...
Desperately seeking for the light...
The shining beacon of hope glows in the shadows...
My burning eyes staring through their mortal bodies
Walk towards the light...
I dare you.
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