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Wandering in heavenly skies, Lost among dull clouds. I saw a legion of souls, Indifferent mass of stones. Air was pale and Woods were dim. Those blackened souls solely felt nothingness, Heaven was turned to hell. Suddenly i felt numbness, My feet were frigid. And a dreadful course ran all over me, When i saw the slaughter of that behemoth. He was the psychotic supreme being, He was the gravedigger of the heavens. Ripping them apart he was coming for me, And i was a mere soul for him. As such grows the terror of his swings, And every bit arises the numbness of my body. I was craving to free myself, But my consistence wasn't. Under his shadow i saw myself evanescing, All hopes were gone,death was a conviction. His figure was adumbrating me, I was blackened. I had to contend, I had to get free. Fighting against my fears, I had to strive against his might. I picked up my final strength, And rushed for the final crusade. For if thou shall die, Die for thy honour,die for thy eminence.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
Souls Apart
Wandering in heavenly skies, Lost among dull clouds. I saw a legion of souls, Indifferent mass of stones. Air was pale and Woods were dim. Those blackened souls solely felt nothingness, Heaven was turned to hell. Suddenly i felt numbness, My feet were frigid. And a dreadful course ran all over me, When i saw the slaughter of that behemoth. He was the psychotic supreme being, He was the gravedigger of the heavens. Ripping them apart he was coming for me, And i was a mere soul for him. As such grows the terror of his swings, And every bit arises the numbness of my body. I was craving to free myself, But my consistence wasn't. Under his shadow i saw myself evanescing, All hopes were gone,death was a conviction. His figure was adumbrating me, I was blackened. I had to contend, I had to get free. Fighting against my fears, I had to strive against his might. I picked up my final strength, And rushed for the final crusade. For if thou shall die, Die for thy honour,die for thy eminence.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
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