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@Security_Credit to you for showing me this sick band

[!] Posters would be hung anywhere anyone would read them.

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I am the only one to see the moon rise?
The only one to succumb to the madness within?
Let us view the prologue of the sun -
the way that was before proclaimed righteousness.

 

Asomatous one within, let all hear your cries.
May I free you upon these lands -
for I am the spear of madness, 
and you are the arrows of doom.
And together the universe will bleed.

 

Let my words shine true to those around me -
to those who feel their blood flowing -
to those who see their skin as a prison -
to those who hear the churn of clockwork.

 

For I am the catalyst of god hate.
None of the hollow gods will stand above me,
and none of their weak brothers will share my blood.

 

 Blessed be to the madness within.
For it is the true creator.

 

-The Catalyst
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"I'm really not understandin' all this that fancy poetry, y'know?" Sarah would huff to Cristena as she pulls down the missives in Savoy. "Real sick an' tired o'the sissy business." She'd grumble, brow wrinkled from her frustration. "Reaaal sick an' tired." She'd repeat herself, tossing them in the fireplace of the church.

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