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Animae Capronii Under Dying Willow Sit Skeleton With Schyte

in my hands. i'm just a step closer to the schyte,fascination from beyond, mother of all abomination,fascinate me with your beauty, pull me under

Desire,desire of you,tender love... days are flowing like a river (of life), and everyday i feel i miss you. in these sad evenings of solitude, i

Mother nature,mother earth,protect us from your evil... please,wash the sins of mankind,with tender angelic grace. goddess of everything,please,protect

dimension outside ours. if we open the gates of fantasy,for the reality there will be no turning back. the path of the silent nights could be forever opened under