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winter walks with him death smiled at him the king of ruins masquerading like Satan he speaks acrid language intense and vile jolts wildness with each step runs on hatred boulevard he feeds on venom a cold blooded serpent heinous as hell a heart of stone
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
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winter walks with him death smiled at him the king of ruins masquerading like Satan he speaks acrid language intense and vile jolts wildness with each step runs on hatred boulevard he feeds on venom a cold blooded serpent heinous as hell a heart of stone
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
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