Symbolica,
A foolish fool from the Lands of Deception and Confusion.
Redeemed with the aid of the Angelire
He thought he could live once again in happiness
But a fool lay in he,
For he could not withhold the secret within him,
He wanted to share the energy of the thing.
Telepathy - an instrument of communication to
You.
To him it gave him the ability to share and make
Others like him.
When they saw the change within themselves
They all marveled with heavenly joy,
But
When they saw the change in Symbolica and
He called to them to come to him
They fled.
There lay upon his face a sneer of anguish
And then a Grimace of Anguish
And then a Grimace of Agony.
Yea,
Became he the monster to bring anguish
To the fools.
Yea,
Became he the monstrous evil called Agony.
His flesh transformed into the evil and the ugly,
His eyes shined the lucid Black Holes to steal
Their memories.
One walked by and spoke nothing
And Agony grabbed him and smashed the pathetic
Skull in his head,
Allowing for the delicious blood to trickle upon the floor.
Another one came and Agony
Snapped that torso in two.
Another approached and Agony grabbed that foolish
Neck and squeezed that stupid head off.
Another walked by like a harlot from Hell
And Agony ripped those legs off.
The last male came up to him and greeted, "Hi,"
And out did that hoarse larnyx box and that weak
Heart go.
The female, the only female, looked away from Agony's
Friendly glance and Agony
Ripped that hair out along with those eyes.
Alone reap the Angelire and the dying Dodger Maxwell,
For he tore their asses from the light of life
And put them all in check.
Does he not deserve a different life with the Angelire?
But no one gives a fuck about Dodger.
There reads no reason to live.
But from the dark float other lights,
Which allay Dodger with the facts:
He exists still as Symbolica.
He suffers only death of his human
Nature.
He reads now a part of APATHY,
And he makes a shield for his
Light,
Nothing perverse can enter and
Destroy him anymore.
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