A border “czar’s" flaccid threat. Revere’s ride echoes once more. As red coats shift to red ICE hats, Return five riding spirits of yore.
Harbingers of Havoc
We ride the storms on fumes alone— A Viking’s thirst, chaos our throne. In unhinged weary defiance Wrangled carnage, our sole alliance. Fueled by rage and caffeine’s might, Restless souls that burn too bright. Through shattered dawns and fractured nights, Many a tempest lost in neon lights. Mighty chaos gremlins rise unchained Rebellious fire coursing our veins! Unfazed by rules, unbowed by fate, Harbingers of havoc—check-freaking-mate!
Bone Weary Sonic Dreams
Fatigue vibrates in my core A hum beneath my skin. A weary echo, pulsing low, A song I cannot dim
From the Ashes of an Awakening
A beastly wound too long left in the dark. Aptly hidden beneath stitched-up lies, splitting apart.
This Godforsaken Ride
Law now comes from one decree. You gotta be fucking kidding me. A dictator’s whims now rule the land, signed in chaos, sealed by hand.
Uncharted Waters: A Wayfarer’s Odyssey
Tired and battle-worn, a lone ship sails seas laden with storms.
The Butterfly of Fury
A fierce butterfly emerges from chaos, embodying power and transformation, shaking reality and the cosmos, and heralding liberation through its untamed presence and fiery wings.
Beacon of an Awakening
Exhaustion is my name, crisis is their blatant scheme. No rules, no breaks, no mercy— the same storm, a ceaseless theme.
Cosmic Reincarnation: Refund Denied
I must’ve signed some cosmic slip, A soul contract, a one-way trip. “Earth’s Awakening! Come One Come All! Answer now–the clarion call!”
The Abyss Laughed—But I Laughed Last
I stared into the abyss, and it laughed at me— Mocking my snack choices and anxiety.
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