The destroyer

by Emma Cosgrave   Jan 8, 2006


No one is safe in this world
A land of doom invacants our dreams
Violent massacres across the whole seven
A way to pass the time that's left

A few shabby years left for the planet,
before the ball destroys our nature.
This modernized world shall be forever doomed having to start
all over again?

We shall not worry of this yet
As it is our newly desired destiny
No more deceitful minds being plagued
They will all lay to rest!

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