he brings hope but death will always follow knocking on the crimson doorway of Hades, and life will weep tears of remorse as light becomes a mere shadow of yesterdays dislocated soul.
he was the chosen the marked dragon the draconian , with cold undesirable eyes that bewitched the desperate innocent, bringer of peace he is not but pandemonium chaos he shall fulfill.
an eye for an eye , as the sinner walks amongst us , a clash of swords on the tip of an iceberg ready to collide ready to morn ready to unreveal the seals.
"And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer." Thus all we await all that were living for , as the reason minds obsession allures to wanting more, the inevitable truth screams from within the subconscious, shining the forsaken ray and acknowledging the divine draconian.
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