He ate dark cherries on black trees
Climbed black branches without fees
Watched the dark sky bloom in light
Counted black stars with delight
He fell into the darkest dark
Without the slightest sparkling spark
Wake Up Night Vale, Wake Up. by DesertDraggon, literature
Literature
Wake Up Night Vale, Wake Up.
Wake up Night Vale, wake up.
Bring yourself no more ignorance,
It is time.
Let your heels fall on the pavement,
To the rhythm of your heart’s war anthem.
Break free from the sun’s blinding rays,
And rise o’ crescent moon,
O’ all seeing eye.
Rise against those who assimilate you.
Your god is not a smiling god,
But what god truly smiles?
He does not need to smile for your victor.
You must burst from the prisons they have made of your homes,
Shout! No more good nights.
No. More. Lies.
The desert sand shall burn the corpses of our fallen enemy,
The vultures feast along side us.
Spring like the malevolent s
"LOOK A SUPER MODEL!
LOOK A HOVER BOARD!
LOOK THE APOCALYPSE!
SOMEBODY GOT HIT IN THE BOINGLOINGS.
HIT IN THE BOINGLOINGS.
BOINGLOINGS.
BOINGLOINGS.
SOMEBODY GOT HIT IN THEM."
Don't know what I'm talking about? Watch this clip from the tv show Adventure Time - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlHWopk8S_s
Want an alternate version? Try this - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vg7hehQDNI0
Heh heh heh.
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