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On the devil's back I will harvest death. Even he is not as lifeless as my existence. Evil, fear and terror are the new allies that stand by my side. God must cry. Looking into my eyes he will recognize himself and burn the world to the ground.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
Blasphemy
On the devil's back I will harvest death. Even he is not as lifeless as my existence. Evil, fear and terror are the new allies that stand by my side. God must cry. Looking into my eyes he will recognize himself and burn the world to the ground.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
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