DreadfulTide
Chris Miller
Shawnee, Oklahoma, United States
:DWskull:Freedom just around the corner for you,
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?:DWskull:

Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread
both of their futures so full of dread, you dont show why.

Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray,
A woman just give birth to a prince today and she's dressed in scarlet.
He'll turn priests into pimps and make old men bark,
Take a woman who could have been Joan-of-Arc and turn her into a harlot.
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.

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Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned deceased
With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death
It's American soil I hope for at best
But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell.

Here we go!
Their gang went my way for basketball
My gang went their way for alcohol
When we met it wasn't pretty at all
Still the bells of St. Mary's kept ringing




6thAD [www.6thad.com]
:DWskull:Freedom just around the corner for you,
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?:DWskull:

Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread
both of their futures so full of dread, you dont show why.

Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray,
A woman just give birth to a prince today and she's dressed in scarlet.
He'll turn priests into pimps and make old men bark,
Take a woman who could have been Joan-of-Arc and turn her into a harlot.
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response.

/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned deceased
With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death
It's American soil I hope for at best
But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell.

Here we go!
Their gang went my way for basketball
My gang went their way for alcohol
When we met it wasn't pretty at all
Still the bells of St. Mary's kept ringing




6thAD [www.6thad.com]
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Cloverknight(PSN) 12 Feb, 2025 @ 9:02am 
This guy non stop heals vs plague just to give her ranged 1 shot. LTP vs certain killers. stop using pools and turn her into a M1 killer
(AJ) CronicAJAX 11 Feb, 2025 @ 10:02am 
+rep
Vibrio 14 Jun, 2024 @ 8:49pm 
First comment in 2024? No way.
Chicago Goth 22 May, 2023 @ 3:50pm 
I am apart of history. wow
SteelHeadCosplays 25 Feb, 2023 @ 12:54am 
+Rep. Helpful survivor. Keep it up, bud.
Rockin' Robin 20 Feb, 2023 @ 4:21pm 
i am leaving the first comment in 12 years B )