Elude


I am the summons of chaos,
Beast amongst hordes,
I'm a jack of all trades yet a master of none,
I am diseased,

purged words feed the red,
seeing faces of living dead,
young & old and all around,
dancing merrily about town,
with a glass they raise,
to the tides they give cheer,
ALL not knowing what evil's lay near...

but the end is at hand to one all fare and near....

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