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Who wears the Broken Crown, The King of Fiends. Who wears a Million Faces, The King of Fiends. Who wears Hell Fires, The King of Fiends. Those hollow eyes of tortured gold. Those foul horns of haunted mutilation. The charred skin of mortal flesh The broken wings of nightmare fuel The blood of my blood. The pathology of my pathology. The beast of my beast.
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
Crown of Fiends
Who wears the Broken Crown, The King of Fiends. Who wears a Million Faces, The King of Fiends. Who wears Hell Fires, The King of Fiends. Those hollow eyes of tortured gold. Those foul horns of haunted mutilation. The charred skin of mortal flesh The broken wings of nightmare fuel The blood of my blood. The pathology of my pathology. The beast of my beast.
devin-ortiz
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
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