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Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death, for in it times of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking, Elysium is halfway as an answer to the pray, anticipation mended trough madness, condemned to the ...

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Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death, for in it times of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking, Elysium is halfway as an answer to the pray, anticipation mended trough madness, condemned to the same horrid fate, insanity applauds, how sharp the awakening pale as disease , mocking maddening cease the gloomy awakening , are we not the undisputed prodigy of warfare fearing all the mediocrity that they possess, should we not haunt the bastards down with our might, reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours, consider the god we could be without the grace, diminish the sub principle and leave its toxic trace, we who not deny the animal of our nature, we who yearn to preserve our liberation, we who face darkness of our hearts with a solemn fire, we aspire the truth and pursue its strength, daylight has finally reach its end as evenfall strikes right into the sky, far away in the dark crimson moonlight , sickening souls cry out in pain, whispering voices , summoning screams , waiting for SATAN to bless their sins, blakhearted angels fallen from grace possessed by the search for utter darkness, the apparition of two faces in disgust , invisible but yet so clear, images seen by a fugitive trying to escape the looking glass, blood runs for wounds of false flesh, the one in front of the mirror exceeds the image eager to leave further but chained still. Pretend the lunatic’s legacy, privileged for bolt the nails of heresy, You have return the chambers to find peace among the rotten corpses, you return the execution place to inhale the smell of blood, you return hidden graves only you know about, you return to face your victims and feel sensation of violence once again, murderer you have return to create fear and sorrow, I am the cosmic storms, I am the tiny worms, I am fear in the night, I am bringer of light, death and terror rules the land we have been spellbound……. By the DEVIL. Only if I could fly, only if could see the world through your eyes, only if I could see WHAT ON EARTH POSSESSED YOU
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