innocents
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The Roaring Storm
Let tyrants rule the desert they’ve made, Let chosen ones possess paradise they’ve claimed, Their palms are still smeared with innocents blood, O narcissius loiters why are you not afraid? Although you look masters but are in truth slaves, You are pursuing throne of ash,an endless chase, For all the path of glory lead but …
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The Forsaken Ones
Tyrant conqueror sat on his royal chair, Distraught by mad passion devoured innocents, His hands are tainted with harmless people’s blood, His aides cried “Give ’em a taste of hell,” Verily hells are empty and all demons are here, People waited eagerly for their scales be reversed, Distressed and harassed they protested with vehemence! Ah!…
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