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The Harbinger of Doom arrives Sunday...... on 3/21/2008, 5:40 pm
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It silently stalks around, looking all cute and innocent.
Its bright brown eyes slowly turning blood red as it's time draws near.
It leers around bushes stalking it's prey.
Enticing the young innocents with prizes and sweets.
It loves to play these games,
every year it draws in the youngest of it victims.
Forever drawing them into servitude.
Still to this day the parents who were enslaved to this beast
dress the new young victims in the clothes of sacrifice.
Not me...
I have broken free of its bonds of servitude.
I shall dress in the clothing of sacrifice for one year more.
Not to serve this beast, but to slay it.
I will stand in wait.
I have chosen my weapons.
Only time will tell if I succeed.
The great King Arthur slew its predecessor ages ago.
Should I succeed as he did, I will rise to power in the pages of history.
This Sunday, we will dance our last dance...
I wait for you Easter Bunny...
Sunday we will see who is the victor.....
So....What are your plans...
Its bright brown eyes slowly turning blood red as it's time draws near.
It leers around bushes stalking it's prey.
Enticing the young innocents with prizes and sweets.
It loves to play these games,
every year it draws in the youngest of it victims.
Forever drawing them into servitude.
Still to this day the parents who were enslaved to this beast
dress the new young victims in the clothes of sacrifice.
Not me...
I have broken free of its bonds of servitude.
I shall dress in the clothing of sacrifice for one year more.
Not to serve this beast, but to slay it.
I will stand in wait.
I have chosen my weapons.
Only time will tell if I succeed.
The great King Arthur slew its predecessor ages ago.
Should I succeed as he did, I will rise to power in the pages of history.
This Sunday, we will dance our last dance...
I wait for you Easter Bunny...
Sunday we will see who is the victor.....
So....What are your plans...
