Gauntlet
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No more battling. I'd like to see some rhymes that are actually good. For example
The strongest grip on reality will exist in the clutch of imagery
So goals and dreams should be high with a slight touch of symmetry
Let disruptive divinity be key until a piece of the soul deceases
Away into a mirror universe where peace as a whole decreases
And full increases of wisdom must be injected to rulers in vain
Admonish the anonymous till they're respected and blue in the face
As the truest gauge of strength is ascending unsurmounted steps
Resulting in little literal progress as truth is found in jest
So surrounded by death and violence, silence is aural pleasure
Now to cope with problems ******* becomes a normal measure
But the stormy weather flooded away all the pathways to take
And now vampires even agree to meet halfway with the stake
I gasp at the hate that brandishly branded us with deformities
So war is shooting the cannons abandoned in famines of authorty
Now i'm stranded in conformity, but i'm really not a fan of fear
I'd rather be pumping lead into the foreheads of my granite peers
But the man in the mirror is no longer me, my face has foiled me
Thus this urn makes me yearn for the slightest taste of loyalty
As the snakes in royalty conspire with liars for hideous schemes
And the underworld of anarchy is blind to the oblivious kings
Hence living to dream results with your mind being torn from sanity
So dream to live because the truth of reality is born in fantasy
The strongest grip on reality will exist in the clutch of imagery
So goals and dreams should be high with a slight touch of symmetry
Let disruptive divinity be key until a piece of the soul deceases
Away into a mirror universe where peace as a whole decreases
And full increases of wisdom must be injected to rulers in vain
Admonish the anonymous till they're respected and blue in the face
As the truest gauge of strength is ascending unsurmounted steps
Resulting in little literal progress as truth is found in jest
So surrounded by death and violence, silence is aural pleasure
Now to cope with problems ******* becomes a normal measure
But the stormy weather flooded away all the pathways to take
And now vampires even agree to meet halfway with the stake
I gasp at the hate that brandishly branded us with deformities
So war is shooting the cannons abandoned in famines of authorty
Now i'm stranded in conformity, but i'm really not a fan of fear
I'd rather be pumping lead into the foreheads of my granite peers
But the man in the mirror is no longer me, my face has foiled me
Thus this urn makes me yearn for the slightest taste of loyalty
As the snakes in royalty conspire with liars for hideous schemes
And the underworld of anarchy is blind to the oblivious kings
Hence living to dream results with your mind being torn from sanity
So dream to live because the truth of reality is born in fantasy
