we dwell in purity content with the nurture of our native land beneath a sea of abundance stabbed by the oppressors blade we are awakened in torment
i am one of you a vulture i have been the falcon is my face you'll see that i am more i am one of all all that we see as sacred they are all in me all
i have decreased your freedom abhorrence and decay spat forth by me i will make your living hell in this realm of torment slavestate i will nourish you
i walk the landscape i see the land infested as a newborn plague by gods holy worms scattered around they lie christ's soldiers over distant horizons
unleashed soulless hybrids conceived blasphemy victimized liars torment required sin undefined meaningless heresy answers given through pain wearing
i am the one that walks in your dreams screaming for justice you will not provide you always lie slaying the souls of people who do not know why do you
as the sky cracks open newborn fear descents hordes of death led by two sons of war born to conquer born to kill doing my deed phobos - deimos sons of
i am the creator of devestation i rule the underworld and all above i am your maker and undertaker among you i have never walked despised i am - still
My thoughts are dark they speak of deep anger among the tombstones, I walk. The remains of my people is entombed here. There's no one left - but me. I
Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear opening the gates to
breathe the scent of death lie in sacred forms tombs of ancient souls ruler of the dead speak the names of might hold the sacred rite now to dwell in
Thundering chains of truth Entwining the immortal souls Of those darkened through eras Of hatred - war and betrayal Coming forth their fiery passion
leaving the dismay of the world behind traveling in the essence of chaos a journey beyond death time and matter dissolving about me your blood pulses
Cold winds forged through time By clash of thunder in the night of storms An unborn power is invoked Of ancient times - yet young By the full moon's rays
i am a daimon among twelve you say "you will", i say "i am" the ouranic and the cthonic your world will crumble at our feet i can destroy all of earth
breed the warriors forge their darkened minds carve the runes of death prepare we are at war we'll strike them down we shall show them fear within we
I call upon thee I am standing alone My mighty wind Unfold your dark wings The glory of war I am still seeking strong My strength is hate Darkness -
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