eyes the shadows enveil with the glorious night Trespassing the sunset like thou hast before Entreating the daylight to rage nevermore Angina striking
: At the day of wrath there is but all the concession of degeneration none to me supreme...
: Challenge my own world to chaos Thoughts to mind becomes my arch enemies Skin to teeth... visions appears to me in red Scouring my wounds with your
Challenge my own world to chaos Thoughts to mind becomes my arch enemies Skin to teeth... visions appears to me in red Scouring my wounds with your
At the day of wrath there is but all the concession of degeneration none to me supreme...
