Monday, September 4, 2017

Teeth Salad

a teeth salad will be served today
in halls of doom and gloom
you need someone to save the world?
you won't find me in my room

they paid their way to Valhalla
to halls of silver and gold
where the mead is warm and flat
and the food is getting cold

in the silence of the night
a voice screams out blame
this war, this mess, this bloodshed
is part of some big game

the pawns have taken over
the king lies shattered, broken
they ate the lock in their madness
Pandora's box is now open

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Mischief. Madness. Mayhem. 
And I only wanted to read the news.

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