| Sascha (E-Mail nur eingeloggt Sichtbar) am 30.10.2018 19:56 Uhr |
I suppose if one wishes
to install the threat
of imminent death,
'tis well to look the part.
But we 12 Seers know the truth.
You're simply a fool draped in metal.
Where's the weapon?
Such questions are
for the blind, the sightless,
those who would call themselves
Witness yet cannot see.
Thy title is a lie,
thy crown undeserved.
By-product, thou art. Waste.
An abomination of rotten flesh,
slithering through
the bowels of causality.
We've always known the true Witness
to bring about the forest of red.
Because she fears loneliness.
Fears nothingness.
Hey, this princess is no queen.
The only one of true importance
is James Cole, not you.
Never you.
Ein wenig mehr Raffinesse hätte ich mir zu Beginn gewünscht, das
war alles recht plump - erst recht die Schießerei. Aber der Rest
war gut.
