Aug 14, 2004 16:15
So the Night Stalker Sulk in their dungeons
Nursing the wounds from their journey
The Dark Sands of Light are and unforgiving land
Upon his return, your fateful Priest spoke to the first soul of encountering
The DarkLord666
And of asking his burning question
The question that has been held in his insides for 2 moons
He is answer with a closed door
This is not the answer of a changed soul
This is no response to random conversation
At this your humble Priest became enraged
Only his opinion was asked
His scars of other lands fresh
And the old battles of Home still rage
Tho my bones may be broken
And my mussels mays be flayed
My mind never tires
im so bord
writing like that confuses me
I need meat
AVP=KICKASS+!!!
oh yeah