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A saint of happy lies,
Gives to all,
And comes to rise,
A happy whisper that yells in the halls.
The money I have,
Why should I give up,
I need it for the path,
But still I hold out the cup.
I was insulted,
And so I lashed,
My face all red,
My loyalty crashed.
With the money gone,
I can’t take it,
I know its wrong,
But still I take it.
It wasn’t enough,
To get back up,
It wasn’t tough,
To steal that cup.
They couldn’t know my deed,
I didn’t want them to,
I planted it like a seed,
And the explosion grew.
Somehow he knew,
I don’t know how,
I didn’t know what to do,
Am I a murderer now?
They are looking for me,
Another one bit he dust,
It was easier you see,
A crime of lust.
They were all witnesses,
The family of five,
I am sorry about the kids,
They should still be alive.
It became an addiction,
A filthy habit of mine,
By gun, knife, or laceration,
They’re dead at this line.
- Title: Degeneration
- Artist: XionGrey
- Description: This was inspired by the rules for morality degeneration in the RPG World of darkness rulebook. This isn't one of my favorites but tell me what you think :) This is not about doing bad things, just how the very soul can be corrupted and blackened by ever inhuman deed that one does
- Date: 12/20/2009
- Tags: degeneration
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