Word Witch Prophesy 1

February 12, 2018

The hate will grow
Drums of war will beat
Imprison all who do not participate
Be with us
or be forgot

It will be so ridiculous and crazy
It will be embarrassing
We'll be like what the fuck
Then we'll wake up

Prophesy of the word witch

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