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The Madgerman's Place Poems, Babblings, Lyrics and Malcontented Gibberish
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Email Back to Artvilla Motherbird's Place Waiting Specter The Unholy Utopia Citizens Prayer Retribution Got Another One The Charms of Power Know Thy Master Enchantress of Power Keep Your Eyes Off My Son Mistress of the Free People Rise Righteous Torch Thoughtcrime The Madness Troubled Race
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Waiting
Specter Long
hast I waited Lonely
in the cold shadows of windswept time Lingering
patiently, ever watchful of
the gray twilight where
sunsets of empires give
bloody and painful birth to rising history Always
has it been me Reaching
forth from my treasured darkness to
inflict cruel destiny on
kings wicked enough to partake in her horrors For
such are the beasts who
have scribed your most terrible pages of history It
was I Four
thousand years past who
fouled the minds of ancient pharaohs Enticing
them from their sanity with
golden deceptions of their own godhood And
I who made stony the heart of Ramses the Fool driving
his arrogance to defy the God of his slaves until
lost in the madness I inspired did
he stand lonely and weak by the sea mocked
from afar by his lost slaves while
between them on the cold waters of defeat floated
the corpses of his dead army My
echoed whispers in
Nero’s cruel mind put
torches to great Rome and
within the amphitheatres
bloodied walls drove
deep the fangs of savage beasts into
prayerful Christian throats as
in centuries not yet dawned would
I drive barbarian fangs deep
into the corrupt throats of wailing Romans To
serve my entertainment have
I cast forth across sleeping Asia the
hungry shadow of the Mongol Hordes I’ve
raised high and threw low the
great kingdoms of Europe And
for the enticing scent of an empire in flames for
the pleasing sounds of
a mothers lamentations over her child’s body shall
I forever continue to torment thy race And
so I bid thee of
that great western empire to bear caution For
as Rome fell…. as
the barbarians aged… and
as the Mongols withered so
hast thine own time now come And
as I have corrupted and made evil the
hearts of all the great rulers so
have I now done so with your own But
as thy power and arrogance be
ever greater than all empires before thee so
shall the ensuing apocalypse be equally great For
though many curse thy name so
do they live under thy protection As
they revile thy merchants so
do they enrich themselves by your commerce And
as they condemn thy greed so
do their starving masses accept thy charity And
so shall it be that
crumbling into the dust of thy great empire shall
follow all civilizations which
have made dependence on you which
have been built on thy charity and
have lived in your protection And
thus shall my long wait be ended For
with thy fall shall I revel for the next thousand years in
the greatest and the darkest of all ages
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