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henrik-riise-hanssen
I hear the sound of a heart from the shadow in the dark waiting for the poison to hit its mark (listen--my son) I see the darkness surround the shape on the ground the killer straight up and a body face down (firstborn-last one) I hear the din of the screams, sorrow in streams the smell of farewell and gasoline (listen--my son) I see a heart set free and my legacy hear a voice from a shadow that is beckoning me (firstborn-last one)
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:32 AM UTC
The Last Firstborn
Everything has a beginning and our lives is about finding and creating the end. Every person that you see have their own meaning of life, but in the end it all come down to one thing, one thing that will always change From person to person.
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Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 11:42 AM UTC
The World of Everything
We hold no fears We believe no lies We lie We are the fear We are everywhere We hunt We prey We come for you tonight
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Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 11:39 AM UTC
Shadows of The Dead
We serve the one that is the father of sithis and the void The master of what isnt and what is change. For his dark embrace and loving shadows will keep me hidden My warmth will come from his dead kiss My life in service For the Dread Father She knows it all She always know And we do her biddings She is the head of our body We are the listener and four speakers We are the thumb and fingers of her Black Hand We serve you Dear Night Mother Our brothers and sisters we are one In the cloud of the fathers embrace And in the time we all go to him Brothers and sisters What is the color of the night? Sanguine, my brother We are one
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
Dark Brotherhood