urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gabedeadjester gabedeadjester gabedeadjester 2006-05-24T14:05:45Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gabedeadjester:311 2006-05-24T14:05:45Z 2006-05-24T14:05:45Z An amnesty - lots of shiny shiny blades. He likes blades, but he's serious when he's dark. I laugh through bleeding gums at the dead who look at me with fear.<br /><br />I will take the blades, and blood will flow. No amnesty for the sinners - their trespasses will not be forgiven on this earth.<br /><br />To invite death, to throw oneself against the spikes of fate, and smile regardless - to hate and to grow through hate, this seems to be my destiny.<br /><br />A man with no memories, with a nasty purpose, doomed to be thought a fool.<br /><br />But the eyes of the fool dance merrily; they tell truth through fractured lenses, and though an audience may laugh, they do yet listen.<br /><br />harpy. me liketh the sound of that.