Maleficent Condescension: Belief Upon a Time II

The faithless,

     No longer hope pondering the soft emotion terror dexterity of memory firing napalm pin trembling explosion ache does the waltz a nooses animosity as it cheers on the inner apathetic trolling eye as it sprawlingly freedom of cruelty seeks to penetrate the wilting armour dreams of hope's pathetically dying skeletal remnant psalms.

In lieu of our participation in,
Neglecting apathy's internal conscience bleeding