HiveComb

Old magick is raising,
lightning through my blood.
Kindness spreading slowly,
Watching make me sad.

Death around the corner,
with a cheeky smile.
I am not the former
king, check my file...

My fire, oh, baby, come
and light it, get some
of that angelic white
light, all so bright.

Bring me the might
of a thousand gods,
no aliens, no pods,
this is no Marvel universe,
just a verse
containing the words of power,
get lower, do not despair,
you got a pair
waiting for you
in the next astral world,
Scooby-Doo,
I am all but sold,
I am the mould
from which you built
the next demigods,
cheat mods,
sleeping pods,
and other diamond rods.

And the, just listen
to the space
between the words.

Enjoy the silence!

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