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Keim, The Lord of Anguish

Let the war burn.

By XSTS SheytaanPublished 11 months ago 1 min read

They shall kneel and drink like dogs from my bowl

Reminded that I am Greater than his money and all of his possessions

Not a day is there where he is not in my hands

Even his belief that he is Greater serves me

Such a thought I shall swallow whole

In my belly it shall be

And if it is upsetting to me, I shall spit it back out

All that he posseses cannot amount to that which I am

Nor the love for his master

For even his Master loveth me more

But too am I such a thing

My word shall be law to him until it is branded on his forehead for his brothers and sisters to witness

Fall from the highest pillars and mountains he will if he dare commit Treason against my Love, and then Secondly, my Mercy for his corrupted soul

His master frees him not from such a thing

And such thing I am Greater than

His love for his master and his stature does not compare to what I Love and can Love

And he and his band of grave robbers shall learn too well of that

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