BRVDY SHVDY - Village of Foul Pestilence

A foul village of pestilence
Exists just on the riverfront
The people live in false hope
And live every day in ignorance

Putrid... old... rotting in decay
Desolate... lonely... and diseased

I wish to know none of them
Nor their traditional way of life
Their over-glorified christianity
Is oh so questionable

Empty... cold... meaningless nonsense
Nauseating... smell of death

I roam the streets in dark attire
Intimidating as I walk past
Masked with everything evil
I show my true self

Satan, I curse this village
To suffer forevermore
In darkness and despair
They'll be forced to do thy biding

Instilling... fear... amongst the weak
Within... this village of pestilence

Written by:
Brady Jones

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