Post by deathsentence on Dec 5, 2012 21:04:38 GMT -5
[[gonna try this shiz. See how it goes yo.]]
On such a day. On such a day. The Carnival is today!
On such a day. On such a day. The Carnival is today!
Splendid cheers and or sulky jeers from the crowd that came to play.
Lo and behold! There's a Carnival today!
Not just any Carnival I dare not say. The Carnival for all to come play.
From Worlds far beyond. From threads long gone. I dare not say. Lo and behold! All that gathered at the Carnival today!
For once and all! The Ringmaster has appeared!
So that everyone inside the carnival tent would cheer!
Such a grand scale, suffice to say.
On this lovely Carnival Day!
He has made his appearance to which the crowd became madly loud.
Donning his lovely tuxedo while carrying his white shroud.
Off with his hat, he gave a smile.
Laughing gleefully all the while.
For he knew what he wanted to say.
"Ladies and Gentleman. Let us begin the Carnival Day!"
A tent so big to house many.
Yet his tricks are oh so plenty.
"How should I start?" That he wonders.
"Shall I tear what's left of Sollius asunder?"
"Swing Swing!" With his shroud.
So that he may latch it on that one from the crowd.
"You there! Come and play!"
"And join us on this lovely Carnival Day!"
The shroud hits the crowd, yet it does not.
Yet it goes through the space in which the target was caught.
"How in the world can that be?" yelled the crowd of many.
For this Ringmaster was truly the pinnacle of mystery.
Out from the space, was a fish that took the bait.
For the whole crowd to see, a boy with a very slim gait.
For as small as he was, he was carrying a bow.
Yet many didn't knew his name, but only a few know.
"Where am I? Where's everyone? Where's Marina?!" The boy gave a yell.
"I caught you from the building from that which you fell."
As the boy looked at the Ringmaster, his eyes were filled with dread...
"Trust me, it may look as you seen a ghost, but you terribly misread!"
*Whack*! An uppercut to the boy's face which made him flew.
Straight up to the ceiling, who knew?
For no matter how he struggled, he was stuck on a bulls-eye.
Yet as hard as he struggled, he wondered why?
"Hold on boy! You dropped your bow!"
For when the Ringmaster picked it up. "Let me show you this trick that I know!"
Aiming at the Heavens, he gleefully smiled.
"Boy! Is there any last words that would make this worthwhile?!"
The boy said naught. Distraught in misery.
"So be it! All will be History!"
From the boy's small bow, was shot a grotesque arrow.
Filled with His Justice, that will certainly roast bone marrow.
Before the blink of an eye, the boy had been shot.
Exploding into pieces! His fresh flesh spread lots!
Into the crowd, his remains are a treat.
From head to toe, his remains were for them to eat!
Like demons they would feast on the boy's meat.
Scrambling like animals as they leave their seats.
Some cried, most climaxed, at the joy of this delight.
For what was left of the boy, there was not a piece in sight.
And they all praised his name for the glory of this Hell.
Repeating his name as if it were a spell.
For all who had came, he had one thing to say.
"Join me on another Carnival Day!"
On such a day. On such a day. The Carnival is today!
On such a day. On such a day. The Carnival is today!
Splendid cheers and or sulky jeers from the crowd that came to play.
Lo and behold! There's a Carnival today!
Not just any Carnival I dare not say. The Carnival for all to come play.
From Worlds far beyond. From threads long gone. I dare not say. Lo and behold! All that gathered at the Carnival today!
For once and all! The Ringmaster has appeared!
So that everyone inside the carnival tent would cheer!
Such a grand scale, suffice to say.
On this lovely Carnival Day!
He has made his appearance to which the crowd became madly loud.
Donning his lovely tuxedo while carrying his white shroud.
Off with his hat, he gave a smile.
Laughing gleefully all the while.
For he knew what he wanted to say.
"Ladies and Gentleman. Let us begin the Carnival Day!"
A tent so big to house many.
Yet his tricks are oh so plenty.
"How should I start?" That he wonders.
"Shall I tear what's left of Sollius asunder?"
"Swing Swing!" With his shroud.
So that he may latch it on that one from the crowd.
"You there! Come and play!"
"And join us on this lovely Carnival Day!"
The shroud hits the crowd, yet it does not.
Yet it goes through the space in which the target was caught.
"How in the world can that be?" yelled the crowd of many.
For this Ringmaster was truly the pinnacle of mystery.
Out from the space, was a fish that took the bait.
For the whole crowd to see, a boy with a very slim gait.
For as small as he was, he was carrying a bow.
Yet many didn't knew his name, but only a few know.
"Where am I? Where's everyone? Where's Marina?!" The boy gave a yell.
"I caught you from the building from that which you fell."
As the boy looked at the Ringmaster, his eyes were filled with dread...
"Trust me, it may look as you seen a ghost, but you terribly misread!"
*Whack*! An uppercut to the boy's face which made him flew.
Straight up to the ceiling, who knew?
For no matter how he struggled, he was stuck on a bulls-eye.
Yet as hard as he struggled, he wondered why?
"Hold on boy! You dropped your bow!"
For when the Ringmaster picked it up. "Let me show you this trick that I know!"
Aiming at the Heavens, he gleefully smiled.
"Boy! Is there any last words that would make this worthwhile?!"
The boy said naught. Distraught in misery.
"So be it! All will be History!"
From the boy's small bow, was shot a grotesque arrow.
Filled with His Justice, that will certainly roast bone marrow.
Before the blink of an eye, the boy had been shot.
Exploding into pieces! His fresh flesh spread lots!
Into the crowd, his remains are a treat.
From head to toe, his remains were for them to eat!
Like demons they would feast on the boy's meat.
Scrambling like animals as they leave their seats.
Some cried, most climaxed, at the joy of this delight.
For what was left of the boy, there was not a piece in sight.
And they all praised his name for the glory of this Hell.
Repeating his name as if it were a spell.
For all who had came, he had one thing to say.
"Join me on another Carnival Day!"