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The Lord Of The Sky

My hand ascended
to a trembling stage
my ethos of life ceased to exist
I became a malicious being
who descend as the
Lord of the Skies

As I lay my weapon
to rest on his temple
I begin to contemplate
but my heart abscond to a place
where benevolence astray it self

I look at the victim
his eyes stares solemnly at mine
my hands defeated the trembling
thus I pulled the trigger
as the window of my soul
viewed the blood spill
like a erupting volcano
I now realized that
I abdicated his life away

I locked myself in a sleep
I fade away to a dream
the dream bestowed
convoluted blissful occasions
myself came towards my path
his eyes were filled with joy
as he came up to me
a knife felt upon him
reaching his neck
I then awaken from my sleep

My actions have adulterate my life
death has became my bodyguard
but I ponder when will he take me
should I just give him my pistol
if I die who will become
the Lord of the Skies

I just don't seem to share sympathy
as I like the death that I create to see
the sounds of the bullets
creates an adrenaline of an afire
upon my belligerent soul
Im just being myself
The Lord of the Skies

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