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Jan 2016
Bless me and my finite soul
**** me and end my pain
This agony is eating me whole
Bless me, I’m going insane

I’m feeling it creeping; insanity
I’m hearing its voice call
To lose my humanity
I’m feeling like I’m hitting a wall

Death - I’ve always seen it near
Death - Donum Mortis

Free me from, the chains of life
Fettered to thoughts, humbling, shaking
Emptying, this evil strife
Free me from this aching

Death - I’ve always seen it near
Death - Donum Mortis

Save me from the omnipresent emptiness
Laying thick, muddying my mind
Longing for fulfillment
Of a meaningless kind
Templar of Steel
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Templar of Steel  Stockholm (Sweden)
(Stockholm (Sweden))   
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   Samuel Hesed and ---
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