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On the night of the murder, no one laughed, but no one cried, for there was no one left alive.

In the dim of your dusk, You're a cold withered husk, Casting poison into the breeze!

The day the world died, We disappeared. Past rusted turnstiles, We persevere. The wheels of conflict Still move and turn. The day the world died, Nothing was learned. The day the world died, We kindled doom. We burned the outside, Took to the gloom. But history's lessons, Are snubbed and spurned. The day the world died, Nothing was learned. Once more we divide, From peace we turn. The day the world died, Nothing was learned.

A glaring neon glow illuminates this street, Breathe in these human vapors, sweat and heavy heat. Hi-tech cathedrals rise and fall in great ravines, Colossal steeples to the gods in the machines. Broken body built anew, Spirit lingers, torn in two, Metal fingers grip my heart so cold. Fossil fuels to slavery, Political duplicity, Every great commodity's been sold. Your secret science conquers nature's cruel laws, But inside your wires lie a million mortal flaws. Electric sleep I dream inside my honeycomb, I stay alive inside my hive of skin and chrome. Slave to the new black gold, there's a heartbeat under my skin Search my electric sou

The future's a tunnel stretching endlessly, Into nothing stumble in the black. And the light at the end is but a treachery, It will blind you and force you back.

Mr. Francis York Morgan, Haste won't lead you to what you seek, Keep your eyes focused on your footing as we speak. So says, Mr Stewart. Mr Francis York Morgan, Information desires you, just as you desire information too. So says, Mr Stewart. With each rain, our town goes mad. To our disdain, unpreventable, so sad. So says, Mr. Stewart. When paying for our sins, we must not frown. The loss of Anna was for that debt. When purple fog covers our town, we'll all wander in hell I fret. So says, Mr Stewart. Mr. Francis York Morgan, The purple fog appears with rain. Soiling and ruining our town, the evil does not drain. Find out why the town is

It had been a peaceful day so far as Savannah and I walked through Cyberworld taking in the seemingly infinite sights it had to offer, there was no viruses, no fighting, just blissful calmness. It was days like this that I wished it was possible to just settle down with my love Savannah, there was so much to do than fight untold horrors created by equally horrible men. This place was rich with incredible people it was nice to be able to admire and enjoy the very things I risk my life to protect, there is nothing that could ruin this day, almost... The skies opened up, spewing fire from the gaping rifts in which the screams of agony from long

Oakily dokily boys and girls, theres a toy, a toy for turls, I widdle I tiddle I put it in there, and guess what girls it's a giant bear! It came out one day and said hello! I took my fist from my fistful of jello, I put inside it's little baby mouth, it looked at me and smiled aloud! it said "That's great! This is tasty and fun! So look over here, I have my big gun!" he grabbed it and grooped it and put it in me and I said "Oh great, now I die for thee." it pulled the trigger and blew off my head, now I'm on the floor, I'm on the floor dead.                                          THE END

19:49 Adventurer I enter the first floor. 19:50 DungeonMaster You emerge into a chamber with a passage to the east and west. The air is still, and you can hear the faint sound of foot steps to the east. 19:51 Adventurer I head to the east and draw my weapon. 19:52 DungeonMaster You head into the eastern passage. There's torches lining the walls on your left, and skulls on the right. The foot steps suddenly stop, and you can hear heavy breathing. 19:54 Adventurer I ready my weapon to fight. 19:55 DungeonMaster You ready your weapon. Just as you do so, you hear the sound of running in your direction coming from farther east. 19:57 Adventu