Mourning the decay
Bitter ungodly enemy
cast into heavy woe
Left in the corner of the world (we are possessed) Out of the maze, with clearsight Out of the maze, with clearsight Out of the maze, with clearsight Out of the maze, with clearsight
The realisation of the position
No longer vunerable
Having played the music no one could understand
Serenade to the devil's den
Defaming judgement
upon the starving souls
mourning selfCannon fodder for the
apocalypse A haunt for every unclean spirit
Lord of the flies or kingdom of death
Circle the prey, show them your eyes,
they bear witness of centuries of might Predecessor who blessed us with grace
in sempiternal fight
Excessive aggression Fire is the definite sign of rebirth! The elder's electrons channeled through you
carried by thy night Supremacy
Born to win this battle, defeat is the tongue
of the whore.
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