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Can you feel the presence of the cosmic fear?
Intoxicated by the human distray,
cold as a scorpion.
Inhabitate the revelled soul.
He whom Hell damns the Pariah on deathside.
Soon will burn in dreary undead drawl.
Soul of plea, my ambitious flow
never will, I'm never remained.
Be the held of a sinner's fall,
would a liar (to) make unaware?
Coming with a hail of a crimson fire,
unholy woman forever by my side,
hold her as a warrior,
triple mother's purest love from beyond.
Could you never filled up the light?
Sinister downset of the law.
Would I fall never again?
Curse of the loud
brimstone that fed
souls of the brave,
do you know my pread?
Speaking out words of the lamb,
adoring proud rastle ahead
Squeaking hound, priest of our end,
looking for (what's) left for the dead.
Left for the dead!
Never, neverending fall...
The cold venom relying on fad:
how bring it with shadows?
See the never sliding thought.