Sinister silence in volumes unknown
Some times taken to adorn the throne
Evil gifts that bend your mind
Actions so brazen they would make you blind
Only Recognized by the scent of fate
The pure feeling of astonishment when arriving too late
The curse of your actions when you've refused to wait
These deeds are recorded in annuals of bone
Shrunken Trophy heads of conquered names unknown
swinging silently with ears ,eyes and mouth sewn shut
a one sided victory unable to rebut
Their final thoughts as their head we cut
Broiled for days slowly without the skull
a head full of rocks and a final resting place in a new glass globe called home........
Shrunken silently and noted
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