Fear not the dark and let the feast begin.. These fragile pygm ies torn limb from limb, nothing more than empty vessels of blackened sin, spines removed, their fragile throats slit, scarlett drips down the fabric of their skin, discarded and left alone to drown in their own shit, Fear not the Dark or the bellowing shrieks my child and let the feast begin. gorging deeper into the husk for Aria's painting, as I feast upon this hollow flesh, I feel my humanity fade, Corroded by the dark soul, no longer in control. The red hood pleads, yet the gods remain silent as the sand upon his knees. Envisioning perfection, a frozen new world, upon a canvas of flesh and teeth, where the pigment of the dark soul ceaselessly bleeds, baptise ariandel in fire, Merciful goddess, bear witness to our resolve, grant us Ash to kindle flame, and scorch us of rot, so that our lady may paint again,Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
