Confidence is infedility
life dragged on the CROSS
A volatile thing......
Vaporated
Life....death ...hand in hand
feelings stolen
Whne the bells of fate sound
Immortals stand up and shout
Walk upon thy errant's shades
Laugh upon thy wretched race
Run to they spartal resigns
Heavens prophet show me
The omen of virtuous cross
Get you mighty lower gods ..
shall remind you ...
the place where young vengence shines
Blossomed in HIS existence
Outcasted angels
flee
whne bell of fear are echoed
the Aura of Shiva will BUrn
they souls will cry for penence
but die
tranqulize thy stupid race
All against what Prophets wrote
will rise a new reign
A reign of our terror
A reign of Horns OF Evil
Death of the dead .....
Birth of A new Darkness
Laugh from the hells
echoed through the centuries
angels shall forever be Crippled
With the wrath of the nights
Shall Darkness Forever Prevail
Where their sun does never shine,
And their lands are nude and bare
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