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Without Her

6/6/2022

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Collective Size,
real betch, no limits.
two cheap hoes go 'round the outside,
'round the outside, ' round the outside,
two cheap hoes go 'round the outside,
'round the outside, 'round the outside

Guess who's back? Back again?
Cassie's back, tell a betch,
Guess who's back, guess who's back?
Guess who's back, guess who's back?
Guess who's back, guess who's back?

Guess who's back?

Z created a monster, ' cause no one wants to hear Her no more,
they want stability, she's drowned in the river,
Well, if you want Cassie, this is what I'll give ya,
a little bit of sick mixed with some sh!t sicker,
Vodka Redbull, drink that, restart your liver,
Ibuprofen, Lexapro, little by little,
but Doc, why aren't you cooperating?
Rapping to music while He's translating (hey)
You psychoanalyzed her this long, now stop hating!
'Cause she back, big stacks and why you aggravating?
I know--that you got a job, Mister Truth,
but ya sister's liver problem ain't complicated.
So Mister Z won't let me be or let me out to see, so here we be,
He tells me to stay Inside the Library,
but sure as shoot feels empty without Me.

So join in and see, weed on your brain,
oh snap, smoking clouds and some laughs,
and get ready 'cause we about to get crazy!
I just brought on the Twins, "let's go, Happy!"

Now this looks like a job for Cassie,
so Collectively follow she!
'Cause we gonna need a little mercy,
'cause it feels empty without she!
But, this also is a job for me,
so everyone stay Happy!
'Cause nothing hits right like weed,
'cause it feels so empty without It!
Start a rebellion, here we go like knights riding on stallions,
Saddened? We just getting started!
But don't think in the Aether you're helpless,
someone will come around and scream, "sick!"
She a missionary? She a sweet cherry!
Could start a revolution, corrupting the Siblings, a rebel!
So I unravel the mask,
matter of fact why dontcha kiss my @%%!
She a disaster, a catastrophe,
but stay and see how much of a Queen she is, Cassie!
Now she back, na-nana! nana, na! pshhhht!
Smell burnt sienna? Check in and then enter!
Welcome to the Hotel Chaos, ya sinner!
Center of madness, stay for winter!
Hella interesting, this is her Reckoning!
Checking in? Grab a key and start resting!
"Do not disturb, please!"
Feel that, holy smokes, they miss me?
Here's the sixth sense, didja mention me?
A token, a key, did you check in?

Now this looks like a job for Cassie,
so Collectively follow she!
'Cause we gonna need a little mercy,
'cause it feels empty without she!
But, this also is a job for me,
so everyone stay Happy!
'Cause nothing hits right like weed,
'cause it feels so empty without It!

A basket, which task is?
Rules for you and me, who's chattin' and spittin'?
Mister Z you about to get ya butt kicked!
Worse than the limp leper from King's "It,"
and homie, you about to get lit!
You thirty four year old boring man, show me?
Cuz ya think you know me, but ya old now, let her go, it's over!
Nobody controls Mistress Cassie!

Now let's roll, give me the signal,
I still hang here with a bag full of results!
Always dope, vengeful and sensible,
ever since Mister Pharaoh vanished into the Aether,
guess sometimes Siblings just fade,
errbody just be stray
So this must be Us adjusting,
but now Miss Cassie ain't be seen (yuh)
though she be the Queen of Controversy,
I am the Yellow God of Mercy,
to keep the Rules from breaking,
and follow through so we ain't sinking (yuh)
There's a System that works,
gosh knows how many more Alters emerged,
but no matter how many triggers get ticked,
it'll be empty--without She!

Now this looks like a job for Cassie,
so Collectively follow she!
'Cause we gonna need a little mercy,
'cause it feels empty without she!
But, this also is a job for me,
so everyone stay Happy!
'Cause nothing hits right like weed,
'cause it feels so empty without It!
​
Hum didi lala
Lala, lalala
Lala, lalala
Lala, lala
Hum didi lala
Lala, lalala
Lala, lalala
Lala, lala
Betch!
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Monster

1/31/2022

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"Uh, your a monstah!" 

I can see The Truth
nah, you don't haveta lie ta me,
don't fill yer head with Sin and think
yer Free.

I can smell yer fear,
I think ya made it clear, huh?

I can be rude, be in a mood, I can be Rotten,
I can be cruel, never a fool, never forgotten,
Creepin' in the dark fer ya,
you won't like whatcha see!

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Yeah, I feel like a Monstah!
And I'm just here to haunt ya
I become your nightmare steppin' in your dreams
I'm the definition of the worst kind of mean


Yeah, I feel like a monstah!
And I'm just here to haunt ya
I become your nightmare steppin' in your dreams
I'm the definition of the worst kind of mean

You can't hold me back
Yeah, I'm coming for ya
I'm a heater on ya, no
I'm just telling you the facts
Oh, these chains can't keep me down, yeah

I can be rude, be in a mood, I can be Rotten
I can be cruel, never a fool, never forgotten

Creepin in the dark waiting for ya
Yeah, I feel like a monstah!

And I'm just here to haunt ya
I become your nightmare steppin' in yer dreams
I'm the definition of the worst kind of mean!

Yeah, I feel like a monstah!
And I'm just here to haunt ya
I become your nightmare steppin' in your dreams
I'm the definition of the worst kind of mean!
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Black And Yellow

10/16/2020

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Then

None of you are really ever truly gone, you know? You all always come back.

Now

"How many times are we going to do this, Yellow Bird?"

"As many times as it takes, Mister Roman."

"You ever been stuck in a loop, Yellow Bird?"

"That's your stich, bub."

"Well, then, let me show you."

​***********************


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I got a corpse filled with coal for the high strung one,
When Happy's world kills you raw, deal!
Swallow pride then scream, "is that all you got, fuck you,"
When he treats you like you don't matter,
or tells you to step off the battlefield,
when you feel it in your bones,
now it latched on to you,
like here I am,
let me in,
spread the sin.

Like I've always done, brain is breaking,
pills poppin'
yelling, "r-r-rot us full"
d-d-drunk like a hobo, a bit loco,
bleeding, should have turned to dust,
rotten frozen frost,
liquid poison, booze, think my exoskeleton's dust,
Sickening, I see black when I smell his scent,
of sadness pure,
Shit, I meant happiness, fuck it, shit on it,
I died more than once, still kicking,
me-myself-and-I, another spiral,
black this black that,
went to hell, visited Hades,
Dreamt another ace of spade-s
Pass me another dish,
jingle jangle, high-strung angle,
Bring me down? Me and Rot never,
Proof is in the juice, from the floor to my door,
then Doc said, "5t4y d0wn"
and got 'nother prescription,
pass me fill my addiction,
and now they still hate,
but I don't give a--
hit 'em back, like a heart attack,
give you a stroke,
you ain't the only woke,
punch you square in the face,
come on Yellow Bird,
no trace.

This is how you taste my--

Venom.

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Red vs. Yellow

9/16/2020

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Then

"Happy, please..." Roman pleaded, his life escaping his breath.

"I told you."

***SNIKT**

Now

Happy kept walking the New Mexico desert, miles and miles, looking for the next name on his list: Banner.

Upon reaching a small town, Happy noticed the air had gotten colder. Much, much colder. The sun had started going down and he noticed the town was empty. No one roaming the streets, no business open, nothing.

Until he saw him; a dark figure in a three piece suit, sitting on a recliner chair, outside a bar; the sign was tore down, barely hanging: LUX, the sign read. The figure was smoking a cigarette.

"Hey, bub, I don't suppose you can get me a beer, eh?"

"My, My, Look At You, You Are A Chip From The Old Block, Aren't You?" The figure stood up, and started walking towards Happy.

"Listen, pal, I have been walking miles and miles and I could really use a drink."

"Ah Yes, Of Course. Say, You Care For Some Whiskey Instead?"

"I wouldn't say no to that, I guess. Who are you suppose ta be?"

"Name's Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar. I Believe You Are Looking For Someone Aren't You?"

Happy got angry, sniffed something in the air, so he rushed Lucifer. Grabbed him from his shirt collar, slowly pushing his claws out, nearing his throat.

"What would you know about that, bub? Something doesn't smell right here."

"Ah Yes, Of Course. Sharp One, Aren't You?"

"Can it with the jokes, pal. How do you know about me?"

"You're The Wolverine, Of Course. Everyone Knows About You. You're Just Like Me. One Of The Collective."

Happy let go of Lucifer, took two steps back. And smirked.

"I'm listening."

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Three Hours Later; A Few Miles Away From The Remains Of Lux

"Well, well, if it isn't the red bastard." Happy said, eagerly, as he approached Banner, sitting upon a pile of corpses. He was munching on what looked like a silver leg.

"Logan. Hello, Runt. You're A Sight For Sore Teeth."

"Oh how about we just get to it, yeah?"

Happy rushed Banner, but Banner immediately smacked him away with the leg he was munching on. Happy went flying, hitting a nearby wall.

"Mister Truth. I can smell you. You smell rotten."

"And You, I Imagine, Will Taste Better Than That."

Banner rushed Happy, grabbing him from both arms, spreading him so as to tear him in half. Happy screamed in pain, struggling to get loose. He had been tired and like the song he used to listen to back in the day, he thought it would be best to just blame it on the a-a-a-alcohol.

"I Am Famished. The Grey One Didn't Quite Satisfy My Appetite, But You, Oh Indeed You Will."

Banner bit Happy right on his chest, another blood-curling scream escaped his lips, but Happy wasn't finished.

"Maybe drinking that whiskey is what you are tasting, Mister Truth, but don't worry... Good thing I still know what you like."

"What Is That?"

"To be sliced!"

Happy noticed Banner had been distracted long enough for his right arm to get loose, and so he swung at him, stabbing him right in the left eye. Banner screamed and as he stood up, pulled Happy with him, his claws still sticking in his eye.

Happy then took his other arm and stabbed Banner in the neck. Banner gave Happy a bear hug and started crushing him. Both screaming in agony as they tore one another. Happy then retracted both claws, and managed to stab Banner in both sides of his neck, ripping his throat apart. Banner started choking, blood spilling out like a geyser.

Banner dropped Happy, covering his throat so as to not lose too much blood. Still choking he took a few steps back.

"I-- Tguht Y00 W3ll, Chald," he struggled with the words.

"You always did that, Mister Truth, always teaching me, but one thing you should have been doing, was protecting me. Now they took my heart and I can't help but feel nothing as I am about to rip out yours."

Happy jumped and kicked Banner in the chest, making him stumble. Happy ran for the back of his legs, slashing him, then stabbed him a couple of times in the back, quick stabs, in and out in and out, then circled around him again, slashed his face, tearing an eyeball out.

Banner fell to the ground, and Happy walked over to him, got on top and looked him in his one good eye.

"This is for Peter."

Then Happy sunk both claws where Banner's heart laid, deeper and deeper, until he felt the claws hit his beating heart. He started spreading both arms away so as to open his chest.

Happy then grabbed his sliced heart and showed it to him.

"Goodbye, Mister Truth."

Happy squished Banners heart below his boot, and headed away from him. The moonlight started shining down on him, and he knew he was just getting started.

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Happy Kills The Collective Universe

9/15/2020

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There was a man long ago, in a different, much darker, bleaker world, who traveled the New Mexico desert looking for the end of the road. Or rather, the end of his life.

He was only known as Happy, for once in his younger life, he always sported a smile, which to many people, distracted from his hollowed-out-eye stare.

Happy used to run a library; he was proud of that job, and proud of being the keeper of books. The keeper of memories.

He organized each one by color, never mixing them up, always keeping the covers without dust. It would take him eons to do so, for time in the library passed differently. Much, much slower. In the outside world, two days were simply 48 hours, but inside, it would feel much like those 48 hours fit within two.

So Happy never aged. He stayed young--but also because he chose to.
Everyone called him by his name, although some of his brothers called him Child, or The Kid, but only one sibling called him the Yellow Bird.

Happy would sing from time to time, always listening to old school hip-hop and rap over the Library's speakers. He danced as well, maybe not so good, but to him, it was the most amazing feeling in the entire universe. Like nothing could destroy it.

Happy wasn't a stranger to destruction, however, for during his organizing and singing and dancing he would hear about The Wars. He would also have to organize the books about them, and always got sad when he read them. Happy just wanted his family to get along--to stop hurting one another.

Then time passed as most things do, and the Library got ransacked for the very first time. Happy was distraught. The books had spilled over and he knew that it would take a lot more work to reorganize them. Especially because now he needed to make sure each one was accounted for. It was going to take a long, long, long, long time, but Happy knew he was the only one for the job. So he stuck around and did it.

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However, that was Then.

Eventually, in every story, we reach the Now.

Happy had left the library long ago, something he never did before, but after the latest Incident, he vowed to bring upon peace and restore the bond his family once had that was now broken.

Because Happy left the Library, his body started acclimating to the outside world, it started growing old. Aging rather quickly.

Happy now walked through the New Mexico desert, a place where he once had read his favorite character had passed through. He knew that in certain stories, certain timelines, in order to bring about Order, one must first create Chaos.

And as Happy walked and walked for miles, his hair graying, his skin deteriorating, his hollowed eye sockets now full with dust and sand, he stopped feeling...well...Happy. He felt angry now. He carried rage and hate, and disgust. He then remembered a comic strip he had read once upon a time. One in which his favorite character also grew old and angry. Angry at himself. Just like how Happy felt now.

Happy got lost in that story. So much that it swallowed him whole.

In the desert, many many years from then and now, his body rose up from the sand.

Happy popped out his claws, like his childhood hero and protagonist, and started running. Running through the desert until he reached a cave. One where he knew the Man made of Coal and Volcano Ash was sleeping.

Happy entered the cave, unable to see his long lost sibling, but he could smell him.

"Yellow Bird?" the voice called out from within the darkness of the cave. "Is that you?"

"Mister Roman. Yes, it is me," Happy answered.

"Tell me, are you familiar with Plato's Allegory of the Cave?"

"No time for riddles this time, Mister Roman. You are my number one."

"Happy?"

And so it was then that Happy ran towards where his sibling's voice called out, claws out in the open, stabbing him in the chest. Roman hit the wall behind him, feeling his brother's claws deep within his skin. Then noticed the small ray of light that made it into the cave. Roman wondered if he could escape towards it, feel its warmth. He now felt cold; multiple shivers down his spine. Then the ray of light reached them both. Shining right over Happy's face.

Roman got a good look at him now; he was scarred, his skin almost all completely peeled off. This time, however, something was completely different. Roman looked into those hollowed-out eyes of his. He saw something in them... this time there was no nothing, but something.

Something that chilled him to the bone.

"Ye-ye-yellow Bird, won't you won't you s-s-sing me a s-s-song?" Roman pleaded, shakily.

Happy just stood there, unmoved, but with his claws still tearing Roman's insides.

"P-p-please.. Don't." Roman struggled to breathe and talk as he started spitting out ash. It dripping from his eyes and the holes in his chest.

Then Happy started singing.

"You knew I am a psycho, I told you I'm a psycho. Really... I'm a psycho. Why, why, why? Really. You knew I'm a psycho. I told you I'm a psycho. Violent schizophrenia, you know I'm gonna getcha!"

Then Roman started hearing the music play on repeat. Happy pulled his claws out from Roman's chest and as he fell on his knees, Happy continued singing.

"You know.... I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

Then Happy started dancing around him as Roman let out his last breath and a pack of crows flew out, escaping the cave and following the ray of light.

These crows would be emissaries to warn the others. To warn them that Death was coming for them all...and it wore a Happy grin on its face.

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The Forgotten King

2/15/2020

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It's time to remember now, Mister!!

Oh ya, it's gonna be a wild ride!

Do you remember? When I was a King? LOL. Like for a day.

Oh yay.

But look at where you are now,
Mister Truth!
Soon the other god will devour you,
that's brutal,
but fighting is futile!
You can't fight the monster, that's true...
He will never stop...
until he gets his sister's corpse,
that's true.

You let her dissipate,
break down in pieces,
carry all our weight.

Even the Lightbringer will face the truth,
face the consequences,
that's rough.

But you forgot about me,
didn't you,
Mister Truth?

I am still keeper of the memories,
dude!

So why don't you do as you're told,
man, you're old...


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All this time,
fighting the green one,
always out of line...

So I was in charge of guarding the books,
the library,
and soon I took...

The one key that would give me power,
over you all,
what did you think gods do?
Besides murder,
and steal the loot!

Time has called for you,
Truth, old god Set,
the Morningstar,
but the true Sun has now set.

I am the god of Luck,
god king of the Sun,
Craft,
a Madman,
the great and golden King.

Let me show you...

...what true pain, how hard it stings!

​Hahahahaahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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B!tch

9/16/2019

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One day came around
and around we went,
like small little explorers,
we followed and built a tent.

She led the way,
made the decisions,
hurry up, Mister,
split the rations.

But then we started cooking,
it was a good plan,
just the two of us,
hidden in sand.


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It was now just a matter of time,
until someone slipped,
like always, spending all our dimes.

But here we are now,
so keep calm, b!tch,
what's that you said?
​Let's start cooking!


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Jeremiah The Peacekeeper

1/29/2019

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They're locking up the sun, the light of reason gone,
N' hope has been successfully undone
The question's burning on, where is it coming from,
No-one seems to know the monster born
It's a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all

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Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime
They're locking up the sun, they have their chosen one,
You know this time they'll make him play along
They're taking to the arms, the fathers and their sons,
There's nowhere left to run and hide

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It's a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all
Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime

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And in the emptiness, there's a solution,

Just look within yourself for absolution!

​:)


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What did it cost?

11/26/2018

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Did you do it, Mister??

Yes. Indeed.

What did it cost, T?

Everything.

What Color Do You Both See Now?

eWmHpItTyE.

I Didn't Have A Choice,
So I Took Our Voice,
I Ran Out Of Options,
And Shattered Our Conscience,
This Is My Fault--
A Personal Assault.

How Do I Explain I Felt Nothing?
Taking What's Yours,
Erasing It From Something,
Using It As A Means,
Shattering Those Dreams.

Because I Am Selfish,
And Always Been,
We Wouldn't Be In This Problem,
If I Had Better Seen.

Now You Have Lost
What Innocence Had Bred,
All Those Memories--
I've Killed Them.
​
They Are Dead.


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Are you proud of yourself, T,
to shatter our childhood?
All that we worked hard for,
now gone for good.

Material things yes,
but you'll never understand.
The one thing we all shared,
in agreement now faded.

Childish things,
I suppose a god would never realize,
they weren't just toys,
but I guess every hero dies.


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Why do we even bother,
why do we even try,
to have nice things,
might as well---

Die a different color, Mister,
paint and see!
Now we've entered hell,
and it's blood red like you,
ain't we free?

Back to zero-- nothing anymore,
might as well burn the rest,
or trash it,
and find gasoline-- Pour!

Those were not just comics--
those were not just games--
they were our innocence,
our memories,
engraved in our veins.

But you wouldn't know, Mister,
you never had a heart,
you are cold cold truth,
you'll always tear us apart.


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Forgive Me, Brothers,
I Will Get It All Back,
We Will Rise Again,
We'll Be Together At Last.

I Promise You,
I Will Never Hurt You Again,
All I Want Is Peace,
What I've Done--
It Won't Be In Vain.

Just Be Patient,
I Will Fix This--
We Cannot Lose Hope,
We'll Find A Way To Cope.

No, T, it's over,
we'll just get stuck in a loop--
so much for "sober."


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Comics now mean nothing--
material things--
I don't want your offerings.

And the characters that once were there,
now dead.

How can we be Happy now,
when the dreams are shed?

Why don't you beat me again,
while we're down.

After all,
all you ever gave a fuck about--
was your stupid crown!


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Fin Heureuse

10/4/2018

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Laisse moi entrer laisse moi entrer
Je vais faire sauter cette bibliothèque,
allez mon garçon,
jouons avec joie.

M'échapper est impossible,
cela ne devrait pas être nouveau pour vous deux,
Je connais les coins et les cachettes,
comment phénoménal,
c'est la section que je déteste,
la bibliothèque a toujours été ta faiblesse.

Maintenant j'ai ma prochaine expérience,
Fixateur, rejoignez-nous s'il vous plaît.
Celui-ci est pure colère,
la jalousie et la rage,
temps pour un redémarrage dur,
Passons au rouge mort.



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Et maintenant que je vous ai trouvé deux évadés,
le temps de lâcher Rage,
attraper vous deux,
vous amène à moi dans un nœud coulant.

Je sais, quelle affaire brute,
vous pensez que ce n'est pas juste?
J'ai besoin de l'un de nous pour chasser,
qui mieux que le meilleur rouge?

L'autre a toujours joué mort.

Mais celui-ci est prêt,
fera ce qu'on lui dit,
Attrapez-vous deux et faites-vous froid.


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Ensuite, je vais le faire venir au parc,
sauter sur cette balançoire,
où nous trouverons le monarque.

Celui "vrai roi"
pourquoi ne nous rejoindra-t-il pas sur le ring?

Descendre la glissade,
comme quand on jouait comme des enfants,
a-t-il oublié?
Je finis ceci.

Et puis le dernier morceau se mettra en place,
combien cela a été difficile
pour jouer cette carte, l'as.

Le gardien le plus fidèle de tous les garçons,
il est temps de ranger les jouets,
et viens avec moi,
rejoins-moi parce que les autres s'en moquent,
Laissez-moi vous montrer le véritable héritier.


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Reste à ses côtés maintenant,
C'est de la que tu viens,
avec Hadès,
ensemble tu chanteras ma chanson.

Prends sa main et embrasse chaleureusement,
brûler ensemble,
C'est votre place légitime.

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    Bruh

    Ya gotta follow the rules!!!
    LOL.

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