I toe the line of self-indulgence Every time I place my pen Upon the page and form the words I felt but couldn?t show ?til then And to myself I beg the
Lies driven incision through the cross of forbidden man eyes stricken pure religion carry on in the forgotten land time can't release everything
Dreams forgotten lives lost long before angels final war stolen innocence kept within eternities serene screams shapeless shadowed forms take flight
Everything went away even i turned my back! back to the glory the way it was the way it should be feel it coming to its end those days of parasites
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Time has run out i'm in hell - let me burn your blood - the mirror everything - seems clearer your lies over ride everything i can't believe a word
This is all we have this is all we need you better believe there's something to die for we don't need you or your rules - this is ours there's something
In these final days before the end and its crusades voiceless among the walking dead, hands extend towards the heavens without wings nor soul of light
Free from illusion. our differentiated state. dissolution and nothingness struggle against the ancient state of the same . the one and the many victim
Millennial reign to begin prophetic destiny prevails at the end dreams and delusions one and the same. nothing shall remain faith and fear mean nothing
Shadowed glance appears as it has for years time is growing short every day worse seasons in the size of days i've had to wait time to seal our fate behind
Angels hover above like vultures prey. Pray. sickened flesh decay. information verification waiting for them both. door unlocked, such disappointment.
Worthless destiny of nothing bare to the roots of bestial war is your only heritage. upon the rising tides of horror scoped freedom the land shall blacken
Heaven inside your hell can never heal all the broken angels tattered wings torn covered in soot and emasculated soaring to the depths of extinction hunted
The final seal has been broken apocalyptic visions embrace eternity terror to consume the species all along you knew this time would come Abraxas,
Each doorway exists opening new worlds one is born to obey another to destroy everyone is turning everything is circling Lost on so many levels