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The dominant symbol of the supremacy which flows and invades our furious souls and emanates from my conquering vision feeds the ironwill of my essence
Vast and decayed, mourners of faded aspirations upon the colossal halls of rotten tragic shadows, their inner essence and wisdom like a tornado over
I had torture myself with great torments of elder times but bitterness and fatality didn't come alone... The elements of utter horror beyond all the
Afraid of the sinful twilight, the bastard sons of mediocrity are behead one by one. By our mace of dark steel and black ice, melted within the blood
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In this melancholic soil eternal remains of tears and suffering are the seed that i once planted and for the withering i can see insane and weak presence
When life has ceased,when the termination of the traditional spirit and catastrophic barbaric desolations surrounds the core of my linear cold menace
The long cold voyage is reaching the end, and destiny that can be forged as well as faded into the pestilential mists of spiritual profanity. My eyes
