Andrew Flores the snake of Eazen; slithering in the mouth of grass; blades slash alas
the day and night know no mourning; only for animals of dark origin; darkness inhabitance
the animals are glorious; they are in pairs; the tree of light; glimmers as Noah's ark
I am a snake, the grass is as green as my scales; for my essence swallows the oceans heart
the grass is greener on the other side; the grass is green everywhere you sea
For with every animal and white cloud flourishing; we cherish everything we see
The mouth of the devil has spoken; his throat clearing the mouth of God; a proud Nimrod
For we were born yesterday; and will scape the fruit as twin rods
Nourishment for inhabitance; water streams of liquid sparkle shimmer in the daylight
For when darkness envelopes my heart and essence; shimmer rays night
Two fruits of Eazen, hang from the tree of light; Nimrod and Icarus; siss and hiss at the sight
For we sea the light; for whoever see's the light; will hiss in plight
two serpents in Eazen; one will sea the light; and swim and slither in the clear sparkling ocean
For with every tear shed from the devil; the wet dew grass; is a heart's devotion
The night and day become one; creating white and darkness; the moon bows; the sun has burst
God and the devil open their mouths..for only one is heard..
White waves overlap, colliding in symphony; waves glisten' splashing off rocks; subsiding in mystery
Animals rest, for they sleep on white clouds; For I am a serpent praying on liquidious wishing streams
grassy hills and paradise, cherish eyes; we sleep and slumber on mountains on a perished night
baring guise; a fare's demise; the devilish serpentine seas through the disguise of a pair of guise;'
Rocks and water splashes collide in symphony; ideas and cloud formations are beheld as epiphany
the rivers and seas are riveting; the seas are sympathy; to the isle's of infinity; the seas of mystery
the devil work's in dark mysterious ways; as my serpent brethren; a snake in the grass; splashes with the sea
On God's rock he was splashed upon; persuading to the ocean's deep
Nimrod and Icarus was magnificent; sin and law danced in symphony of sympathy's
Both were astonished at creation; yet only snake eyes; could see the sinning sea
both were weighed on creation's scale; devil and god collided as light and darkness
plight was darkness; Nimrod and Icarus were darkness and light in Garden
Yet only one saw the darkness, as one saw the light; one burned in hell's flame
The other saw darkness, then saw light; and prospered in hell's rain
Now.. the wrath is seizure; the tree of light; stands prosperous where the vast is deeper
As the asthma seas churn; Nimrod slithers passed envious green blades of grass..where the grass is greener
There's no seeing the God...
I'm like a lone, feasting piranha when a boat sinks into water Lettin' throats bleed as I slaughter your whole team in the fog like a Prometheus monster.
Emperor of Egypt with the severed heads of kings, needle full of heroin and ether... Pharaoh with the wings of a seraphim, burried underneath the Pyramids of Giza Get split to the dark meat 'til you're missin' a heartbeat when bit by this shark's teeth I'll pick you apart, geek
Then I'm sippin' Bacardi in the Ferrari with piff in a jar and the Swisher cigar that's hid in the car seat. My bitch keeps a razor stashed inside her make-up bag and looks like Stacey Dash when she shakes her ass in a grey and black Raiders hat Get hypnotized by her lip gloss and the pink bra strap she's in... Feel the rush of cocaine up in your veins, 'cause I even got her fuckin' with Yay like Kim Kardashian The Iceman grippin' a Mr. Freeze, you bitches can kiss the ring Blitz you like a blizzard or winter breeze with a Richard Kuklinkski steez The fearless Lord with Gears of War, I'm fierce as Thor with them gats Prepare the coroner... Then pierce your core with a pair of swords sharp as the spears in Scorpion's hands Master Chief with a scope on the plasma beam And loadin' a magazine in a cloak with the dagger-piece I stole from Assassin's Creed A masked sniper when slugs transpire, my jaw's cast iron and brass-wired shut The story you hear around campfires... I was baptized in a tub full of Vampire blood Give you a Deathblow like the Deftones, in retro Jordans Ectomorph with a custom Tec gripped; get Your Fuckin' Head Split like a Necro chorus... Ayo, I think I've lost my mind - Chris Benoit in the dark with ninja stars and knives Your wife pregnant with twins, I'll make sure that bitch is sodomized... Start shootin' shit up like them kids from Columbine and go down for committing a triple homicide Wield scimitars the size of the Minotaur, the Mossberg causes constant carnage... But I only hear music when that shotgun's sparkin' like Alex in Clockwork Orange Break bones and smash 'em to a Beethoven classic Get your frame blown to ashes when my flame-thrower's blastin' The waviest spittin', with a razor blade hidded in a Patriots fitted Shankin' you with it, prayin' with witches while covered in your blood like a Pagan tradition Crazed and sadistic Satanist sinnin', I can change an Athiest's ways in an instant... Put a gauge to their ribs that'll make 'em religious and have 'em praisin' an image like ancient Egyptians Or I can destroy the faith of a Christian, same shotgun, have 'em taped in their kitchen... Tell 'em, "let's see if God saves you", wait... then blow their brains on the dishes Have body parts and organs missin' like Dahmer, it's contortionistic I'm haunted by the tortured infants slaughtered by abortion clinics Keep calm because a storm has risen, the gods were born and formed a vision So I'm throwin' tomahawks with pure precision to conquer wars in forty mintues ... And ya'll ain't got the guts to challenge me I'm ridin' with enough choppers to rival the whole Sons Of Anarchy Let the crows pick at your carcass after chrome triggers are claw-gripped Skull split, then thrown into a coffin 'cause I shoot 'til your soul lifts and Olympus Has Fallen The GOAT Christopher Wallace, brandishin' swords and hammer of Thor Got a passion for war; shatter your corpse when it's slammed through the floor... Randy Couture September 6th, a savage was born Leave your mandible torn 'cause I'm a fuckin' BEAST in the scene... animal porn
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Tarsis faced their day o' reckoning-- granted they'd hoisted chests from a dragon's lair;
I thus waged a plague o' pain and pestilence; purple, poison breath brought forth poisoned air
That day, decay and festering swept the streets décor'd in voiceless death and voided stares;
No noise, except their brains and skeletons being sizzled away by my toxic coil's ensnare
Though they'd regretted it, I, raided treasureless, was left only this cave to rest within
Unawakened ever since.. 'til now, as the traitor begs for help in shameless desperateness
Each leg is trembling, as he kneels at me, and squeals, "Sini", for Tarsis faces precipice
Simply for the sake of great benevolence, I shall aid his nation of knaves and selfish-wit;
Imbue their blades with venom vile, nasty and virulent; so ghastly, no vaccine can serum it
Even a basilisk basked in it would croak badly-- though sadly, don't ask me if tears emit-
For we slay our foes gladly. Our march inward's nigh; As the Fire Dragon paints ember skies,
'O Frost brings Winter's rise, Shadow's shade flickers by, and Death's hapless victims die,
My breath shall wither rye.. my claws shall render blight.. and my wings shall then arise;
Flap once, the winds'll writhe-- flap twice, and they'll whip up a toxin vortex, twister-size
We set forth toward Tarsis' entrance, as claws rip through squadrons of guards and defenses
The field's filled with carcass, and souls stricken nauseous from noxiously toxic incisions
Launched from faraway targeting distance (the marksman precision of Artemis gripping a bow,)
My saliva's spit, sticks to prey, and nips away at their armament's armor equipment alone..
It seeps through their chestplates, then strips and corrodes them skinless as bones dissolve
While they're quivering and whimpering, I listen to the sharp hissing and moans, enthralled
Their bridgade-- they do retreat.. but in the air, a virus ingested to paralyze is effective
They can no longer move their feet, or breathe; it seems they've a flare of sinus congestion.
All they can do is shriek, as my tail curls around them in pairs to tighten them breathless
'Til they're introduced to teeth, and I feast-- pleased once my share of knights is digested
I belch out a new disease, before I bash my skull like a battering-ram through castle walls,
Smashing all that's in my view to see, from the raiders, to the obelisks of its fragile halls
Then return outside to find dead human beings, suffocated in the new disease's putrid breeze
(Troops o' the king had an immunity, but you should've seen when I caught the flu and sneezed)
Deer, racoons and sheep who had breathed it turned to mutant-breed, flesh-consuming beasts;
The rate they grew increased to new extremes of huge, exceeding the cubic feet of 22 atleast,
From toxic sewage stream fluid-drinks, and chewing meat from corpses of a platoon's deceased
So in a game of go-fetch, I throw flesh into the keep; where the throne rests its pseudo-queen..
My pets have yet returned, but rest assured. I'm less concerned, as bloodshed is heard inside;
Squirms and cries, as men are torn to shreds and burned alive in the sulphuric fumes released,
When I bellowed in a mighty roar, "To every blight below the surface side of Earth.. arise!",
And the tulip-tree roots secreted their impurities, purging whoever inhaled its gruesome stink
If you believe the stomach acid of another hundred dragons, even with sulphurous break-downs
Could match Sini's sudden gastric effects, digesting food before he can feel full for his prey now?..
Watch a man be devoured, as poison enzymes then fry him before he can make noises inside;
Before the screams of his voice can arrive, and the bulge in my belly can be point at ten times
This is not an agony explained; you cannot grasp his ceaseless pain, or laughs as he's filleted
An attempt to replicate the pleasure, or fathoming's insane; how foul, bubbling acids eat away,
Like the blight which smites this site of battle seen today, turning the grass' green to gray,
A predator capturing its prey.. engulfing, swallowing it whole, as it, with rapid ease, decays
They say that poison brings only corruption; that its fruit stems where every Sin begins...
That its trail leaves behind smoldering destruction, and marks where every society ends...
..But where they see a path of devastation, I see a purge of injustice, to make amends...
Where they see the Earth cast to desecration, I see the waters which flood it, to cleanse
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