“Blood is thin, the water of the womb knows not the bonds of fire and sea. Light the darkness of hell and await the sacrifice and the hollowed maiden and Nederlands everlasting hope. Contend with the blood moons starlight sacrifice the mermaid scales don’t turn into dragon blood but on the equinox. An infinite reach of desire and the needless hope of the many none could see, none could feel, let the void be near-“

“OK you can just stop right there, this is some of the worst bullshit I have ever heard, lets not even talk about how wordy it is, the endless grammar mistakes, this-”

“Sailors moon and bloods right hold no sway over the raising earths lamp; filled with terror and retribution the tar of silk over a stars wrist and true loves kiss. Nights wind light the way of death and silence, the life of beginning always touched by the endless rhythm of destruction’s end. A knifes edge leaves the earth feeling the despair of the black void. Left is the feeling, Left is the right virgins-”  

“Virgins right OK, are you done yet? this is getting way to long, like what, what even is this? A poem? A song? Nothing relates to each other and it doesn’t even rhyme! Just-”

“Hold on righteous fury. A sailors dream holding tight to the ring of one and the eyes of molten golden fury fire, right over the doom of the void sun, pulling in the hell of rising a annihilation, raze the throne to the deadening earth and fill the coffin with a blood moons birth, never were they to be fiends of death let the holding devil rise above, a red dawn with bleed over the sky, the night is never to die-“

“Sounds good, you know what I’ll just leave you to this, yeah I’m just gonna, yep later-“