Sunday, July 09, 2006
Devils and Deities they dance upon my grave
Stamping down the soil of my silent sleep
They clammer for posistion to tread their heavy steps
Their fasting summons the spirit workers
A shaman distorts the choice I've made
With disdain and an indifferent faceless gaze
Rehearse the Art of War, for Arts sake alone
A brazen reminder of why I injure myself delibrately
They are not my friends,but they claim to be my allies.
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