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May 2015
The history of a nation, bended towards the allure of a black dragonfly, a seeping beast that bubbles and brews along the sun baked earth

What a terrifying creature it is, the black devil that infects and corrupts the congregation around

It’s a flammable god, that has the minds of several masses, wishing to make their wells deeper with Midas Gold and African gems

It will burn a hole through the middle of the Earth, it will set itself on fire and aim to take everything organic around it to ashes

For it is a cycle that has begun long ago, instigated by the sins of fathers, and being conjured evermore by the spirits of the past

It will only aim to become a behemoth, that will crush and pillage those that go against it

Rigid moralities become devoted members when they see the banks of The Black Sea, the hearts of men become minds of virus

It will never cease to stop, for the creature can not die, we can not stop what we created.
Astral
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Astral  Georgia
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