The intermittent pain now is great
this is the pain and agony of mine
I bleed myself to praise the fallen
taste the courage in my tears

No more care, no more fear
for I know our death is near
we are the dark ones
we are the lords of the night

This most intolerable time
gives me the loss of stability
we do not tremble with fear
for we gain back our sweet divinity

Come my sweets, its so cold in space
it is time to die again
we must be complete
let our sweet blood flow

To battle again we fly
to destroy our most hated
Confugimus ad proelium
perdere odérunt praestantissimis

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


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