He stood in the doorway of a mighty cathedral.
Bleeding...looking for answers but afraid of the find.
Blind to the voice in his head...def to the sight of the dead in front of him.
We shall bring world peace
We shall overthrow the King.
We shall conquer the beast
We shall rise by any means
We shall NOT fall to the East
Over the mountains we shall spring
Let the devil's reign cease
Let the bells of WAR ring
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
He stood in the doorway of a mighty cathedral.
Bleeding...looking for answers but afraid of the find.
Blind to the voice in his head...def to the sight of the dead in front of him.
We shall bring world peace
We shall overthrow the King.
We shall conquer the beast
We shall rise by any means
We shall NOT fall to the East
Over the mountains we shall spring
Let the devil's reign cease
Let the bells of WAR ring
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