2003-12-30, 02:06
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Senior Metalhead
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Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Here and Beyond
Posts: 192
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Lost In Death
Lost in fire, lost in death
there it lays... a corpse of the white messiah burning within the lusting fires of ice... waiting to the blade descending lost in time,
waiting for death
Sathan! take my soul, the soul of your servant,with pride I lay in wait for the apocalypse patiently, while others shall suffer I will serve with honor...
NEPHASTOPHELES! grant me the power!
The one who knows no fear screams at the gates of the dark temple of the black ice, beyond the realms of black death....
Sitting at the side of sathan, waiting for the come of the progenies of death... writing the fate of every soul...with the hate of the pure evil
Gathered, the horsemen storm the land, as the sound of death ablaze my sorrow.....
and...when everything appeared to be lost, silence appeared... as slowly... the cold wind takes my soul softly.... as I softly cry...as I lay dead on the fire... becoming into ashes..... ne'er to live again......
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Osculum Obscenum
Seer blest, thou best philosopher
"Build thyself a mirror in whichSolely wanton images of thy desire appear"
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