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- and so said the universe.
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brokenportal
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27 January 2009
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This is a creative writing peice that is pro life extension written with Metallica song titles by the character "theUniverse":
The four horsemen ride, bringing the creeping death, things will fade to black if you do not Escape. The harvester of sorrow is the thing that should not be, it is a master of puppets. Do you want to be disposable heroes or become timeless like Orion? The damage has been incorporated. You hold the shortest straw but that is in the eye of the beholder. You, the planet earth, are the one, and there is justice for all if you harness the struggle with in, nothing else matters. There is a cure, you are the hero of the day until it sleeps. As long as the harvester remains you are king nothing. Fuel your drive, don’t waste your hate, I don’t waste my hate, sure the memory remains of all the great souls that have been ravaged by this kill em all evil, this some kind of monster that leads you to jump in the fire with no remorse. They say that to live is to die but they are wrong, you can go where ever you may roam, I can go wherever I may roam, theUniverse is the limit, not the sky, I don’t know where humans got that from. This phantom lord, this death magnet is a thing that should not be. It is oblivious to its carnage, you might chance to hear it ask, “am I evil?” it does not know. We can fight the day that never comes, this is not our apocalypse, this is not my apocalypse, this is agings apocalypse. It’s the end of the line for death, we’ve been broken beat and scarred for far to long. The brave have been fighting death all nightmare long and it is the end of the line. Its been like pulling teeth to get the army of the world to blitzkrieg and fight, but we will. We will fight as one, we will beat ktulu, the bell does not toll for us my friend.
They say “they make their fight on the hill in the early day with a constant chill deep inside. That with a shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey, on they fight, for they are right, yes, by whos to say?”
I can tell you whos to say, each and every individual restless spirit is to say. This universe belongs to them and they can have it if they so choose.
“For a hill men would kill, why? they do not know,”
Oh, they know, they fight for hills like that with utter determination, and they fight for the universe with all the more. The fight for this hill, this universe, is going to blaze like the 4th of July, I promise you that.
The four horsemen ride, bringing the creeping death, things will fade to black if you do not Escape. The harvester of sorrow is the thing that should not be, it is a master of puppets. Do you want to be disposable heroes or become timeless like Orion? The damage has been incorporated. You hold the shortest straw but that is in the eye of the beholder. You, the planet earth, are the one, and there is justice for all if you harness the struggle with in, nothing else matters. There is a cure, you are the hero of the day until it sleeps. As long as the harvester remains you are king nothing. Fuel your drive, don’t waste your hate, I don’t waste my hate, sure the memory remains of all the great souls that have been ravaged by this kill em all evil, this some kind of monster that leads you to jump in the fire with no remorse. They say that to live is to die but they are wrong, you can go where ever you may roam, I can go wherever I may roam, theUniverse is the limit, not the sky, I don’t know where humans got that from. This phantom lord, this death magnet is a thing that should not be. It is oblivious to its carnage, you might chance to hear it ask, “am I evil?” it does not know. We can fight the day that never comes, this is not our apocalypse, this is not my apocalypse, this is agings apocalypse. It’s the end of the line for death, we’ve been broken beat and scarred for far to long. The brave have been fighting death all nightmare long and it is the end of the line. Its been like pulling teeth to get the army of the world to blitzkrieg and fight, but we will. We will fight as one, we will beat ktulu, the bell does not toll for us my friend.
They say “they make their fight on the hill in the early day with a constant chill deep inside. That with a shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey, on they fight, for they are right, yes, by whos to say?”
I can tell you whos to say, each and every individual restless spirit is to say. This universe belongs to them and they can have it if they so choose.
“For a hill men would kill, why? they do not know,”
Oh, they know, they fight for hills like that with utter determination, and they fight for the universe with all the more. The fight for this hill, this universe, is going to blaze like the 4th of July, I promise you that.
