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Slow Fearful Contrast
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Stoned Sour Blazing eyes hot with slow fearful contrast fired together, coloring a vivid sonic boom.
Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead.
The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen.
While a lone bro cry of "HAZAH!" was desirously pining over a share of the glory in this galvanic conquest.
That was the signal-NOW WAS THE TIME!
Victory was in sight drawing near and aggressively holding on tight.
I assure you of this, we really are the prey,
playing this cat and mouse game we were never supposed to win.
This evil creature of trickery let us destroy him-so who is the real hero?
