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Because every board should have a Spawn ANSi, just not of him.
VilInsanityalGreets - V Insanit Vi nsani l25 - OBV/2 on crraaaaaack! Visu sa sualIn VualUsl - coughillegalrightturncough Visua VisualIn VisualTP - ZiMA! Visua a r n a a VisualPV - Happy b-day, bit late though... Visua ityVisualI yVisual Visu ual tyVisual Visu ityVisual Vi nsa nityVisualVisInsanVsanityVisual
When the bells of Hell
ring long and loud,
The final battle
foretold by a mushroom cloud
Demons will rise from the depths
and walk the earth again,
Bestowing a fate worse than death
by ripping the eternal souls from men
Wraiths will awaken from their rest
and reap the mortals sin,
Man cannot stop it
Satan rules again
From the clouds decends a warrior
riding a flaming horse,
Her perfect, pulsating glory
driving evil from her course
She carried but a weapon
pure as the morning dew,
a golden trumpet
from which one sound she blew
The trumpet note rang crisp and clear
across the serene sky,
All of Satans army
knew they were about to die
All Hellspawn will run from it
the end of their reign is neigh,
The raining death from the heavens
the Fire in the Sky
F I R E I N T H E S K Y
NoT 4u2 KNoW
SysOp : Number 25 Vi
Vi Member Board
Running Renegade On Crack - The Most Configured In Illinois
VilInsanityalGreets - V Insanit Vi nsani l25 - OBV/2 on crraaaaaack! Visu sa sualIn VualUsl - coughillegalrightturncough Visua VisualIn VisualTP - ZiMA! Visua a r n a a VisualPV - Happy b-day, bit late though... Visua ityVisualI yVisual Visu ual tyVisual Visu ityVisual Vi nsa nityVisualVisInsanVsanityVisual
When the bells of Hell
ring long and loud,
The final battle
foretold by a mushroom cloud
Demons will rise from the depths
and walk the earth again,
Bestowing a fate worse than death
by ripping the eternal souls from men
Wraiths will awaken from their rest
and reap the mortals sin,
Man cannot stop it
Satan rules again
From the clouds decends a warrior
riding a flaming horse,
Her perfect, pulsating glory
driving evil from her course
She carried but a weapon
pure as the morning dew,
a golden trumpet
from which one sound she blew
The trumpet note rang crisp and clear
across the serene sky,
All of Satans army
knew they were about to die
All Hellspawn will run from it
the end of their reign is neigh,
The raining death from the heavens
the Fire in the Sky
F I R E I N T H E S K Y
NoT 4u2 KNoW
SysOp : Number 25 Vi
Vi Member Board
Running Renegade On Crack - The Most Configured In Illinois
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