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They call themselves gods of the living.
Architects that once kindled the flame of
life
and created a chance to shine.
Our blood is rot and filled with fear,
so we made weapons to comfort the
immortals of time and space.
Fear of death has driven us towards life
and shall lead us to our salvations.
World shall lie in ruins.
Act of treason has the highest price to
pay.
Colossal tyrants of deathless heavens,
once again return as the year of harvest
is upon us.
No-one rests until the palace of tyrants
blazes to ashes on the highest point of
the universe.
Beyond 7th sector, where time stands
still.
Nest of the titanic rulers, beginning of
time.
Ground zero of the last confrontation.
We bow in front of might but just to
raise up
and transfix their hearts with spears of
forbidden light.
Our flesh is weak and schematically
defective.
But in the end we are willing to
sacrifice everything
for cause of our own.
Fear of death has driven us towards life
and shall lead us to our salvations.
The arrival of Coloss
A failed prototype in experiment of life.
Freedom is only a whisper on the lips of
Aeolus.
In this cosmic dream called life.
Only death can awaken us.

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