Jan 10, 2005 00:36
~looks to everyone~ the world is craked and broken its blood lays on the floor where we stand the pieces lay scattered and the peoples souls are weathering swiftly in the tempest of the shadow lands. There bodys lay beside ours there blood stains our clothes there cold dead eyes look at us never closing never shifting gaze now that we have given all we could and now that the world is lost and its blood is sroundind our boots forever staing them with this. If we are to stand accused, acured or have our names striken from the crumbling books of history. may the trial be held as all should be for this I call the council, my bloodmates let us stand as one once more before the sunrises up to burn our flesh from our ashen bones, together nothing has stoped us and i know nothing can aslong as we can understand the differnces of the blood that flows with each other now lend me your arms for there is not one more night left for us. I am lost with a vent for the neverending frenze that i feel every night it grows every night it pounds against the inside of my chest trying to get out every night it gets aliitle stronger well i grow alittle weaker so as i said before i feel our worlds blood staining our boots and the blood of humanity apone my shirt. I call the intire council to congreat once more for a discussion the location shall be my residance and the date will be the 22 of the second month of 2005. this is apart from the normal gathering of the minds this is one to bring to light all that must be said and to have all present thous who are away from the normal duitys can be web cast to our location as do to the quests of humanity that dont revolve around reproduction we have the internet and telivision. i feel as if this is a no lies and no questions unasked format because i am tired of the world laying before me broken and its blood seeping through our shoes.
Ps. There will punch and pie and fire cant forget the fire