No longer light. Outside this cloister beyond dusk you would not survive. Within a premonition. A war of light cones. Three unknowns. White miles. In the travelers blood the creature soaks its bread. We are cloistered but these gates rattle at night. Impaling all demons upon the fell of the Eye. Zombie across transept. A liturgy from hell. You see a writing not human. Under the blasphemy of light. The creature rends the hide. A new world is born. On limbs of writings torn.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
