droomph
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To the man who has disturbed my plan!:
May your days be filled with pain
And may they never end
All your days with wandering
And watching them wither away
For you have forsaken me
And all my followers and friends
Calling them evil and failed
And seeing what's not there
Your days will be filled with wandering
No humans will relate
All your days in painful shame
And no time to explain
Your days will never dim
Your body never wither
And when enemies cut and slash
You will stay strong with might
All of your friends will go
And forsake your will of death
They will abandon you tonight
They will mock your health
For you cannot relate to those
Who wither and waste away
While you can see the pain
The pain is that you cannot feel
Your life is full of wandering
Your life will stay that way
For those you know will kill you now
But you will stay alive
To wander with the dogs and beasts
The lowest of the low
You'll never talk in our tongues again
You'll learn to talk to dirt
But you'll be able to make new friends
With those who live in mud
You'll talk to those who tear their flesh
And those who that you now eat
Your pain will be multiplied
When your newfound friends will die
Your family is now of men who die
On no warning and on their whims
Your family is one of bickering
And of the lowest fights
They eat each other and of one's kind
And die dishonorable deaths.
A worse punishment than a death of filth,
A death to this joy of yours!!
May your days be filled with pain
And may they never end
All your days with wandering
And watching them wither away
For you have forsaken me
And all my followers and friends
Calling them evil and failed
And seeing what's not there
Your days will be filled with wandering
No humans will relate
All your days in painful shame
And no time to explain
Your days will never dim
Your body never wither
And when enemies cut and slash
You will stay strong with might
All of your friends will go
And forsake your will of death
They will abandon you tonight
They will mock your health
For you cannot relate to those
Who wither and waste away
While you can see the pain
The pain is that you cannot feel
Your life is full of wandering
Your life will stay that way
For those you know will kill you now
But you will stay alive
To wander with the dogs and beasts
The lowest of the low
You'll never talk in our tongues again
You'll learn to talk to dirt
But you'll be able to make new friends
With those who live in mud
You'll talk to those who tear their flesh
And those who that you now eat
Your pain will be multiplied
When your newfound friends will die
Your family is now of men who die
On no warning and on their whims
Your family is one of bickering
And of the lowest fights
They eat each other and of one's kind
And die dishonorable deaths.
A worse punishment than a death of filth,
A death to this joy of yours!!