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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-12-12 | | Deep vengeance falls in twilight blood, Your eyes are burning me in mire, You hold the key of being God: - The only curse that I desire- Behold: to vast, to far, the winds of time For it is I the one that raped your tears, See through this mirror not this lust of mine Cause wings of blood though only flying seem, Hold-out the grief to sear me... And weep shall the hunter for his prey. Incarcerate me in those human dolls So I may sleep the twilight of the Gods, Pathetic creatures, unleashed upon their souls, Demonic fools that walk angelic paths As if their flesh was forged in stone ………………………………………….. Those symbiotic minds, no more a comedy of death!
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