Thy heavenly sound,
Hath unleashed fury.
Upon mankind,
For all eternity.
Thy guidance,
Into a realm of lore,
Hath cometh to destroy,
Your true words.
Wilst thou remain?
In thy Reqiuem of hell..
Fall mortal,
Thy serpentine awaits thee.
Jul 14, 2014
Jul 14, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
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