To posess the priviledge of a king presiding Grasp around the throat of thought a whispering in abdication manner of the astral plane authoritative Shattered is the anima the will of choice begins eroding fragments of the mind can now be conjugated Recondite the hold of gaze the mystic string it pulls and plays the struggle of these puppets so exacerbating Behold my armor I will create the escape of oblivion I hold the staff with the jewel of vermillion I have the cube with the etching in cerulean I am the face who controls the centillion. I have created a lie so blissful and serene. Their ignorance is bliss and they live blissfully. Behold the flowers of eden in their withering. Embrace your destiny. Do you feel as fate is turning us. Gods in faithless sin are burning up. My methods are a means to ways in pruning weeds of orchids may flourish and opposition stemmed from fear but moreover in fear is what I represent ten thousand futures I have seen only one where humanity exists from my dominion of law.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
