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Blood Lust
outcasts. we’re out past any godly hour cranked. the singing singeing of hot metal the call to power brief immortality! the rising dusk of Valhalla is ours! modern day Vikings, bikes ring through what the fog has devoured the 8th straight hour of riding, 3am, a thunderous pride with nothing but the road in front of me and brothers behind chasing a lover divine, riding the scent of sulfur and mortar blessed virgin - to penetration and the inkling we were headed towards her. The gang met at her porch beneath a palpable silence Angels of Hell. Lives enslaved to a cell that we salvaged with violence To drink from the chalice of life! Rebirth in her primordial mud Born a beast, I feast to become man... Angel wings dipped in the sores of her blood |
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