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- The Apocryphal Wisdom Of An Allegorical -
The
Many martyrs fallen
since I passed what
The
Many have bled.
The
Many gods did return, prayers
lost aim many loves have felt.
The
Many were born.
The
I wonder if the will forgive ...
When the light dies through darkness
and the start to cry:
when a scream turns to a
when the bleed alive ...
becomes illusion
illusion is
is this an of the ancient
or the new of a prophecy?
beings, morbid existence
resuscitated horror, visions
see the - rise ...
We
by the fire, in the grip of the ceremony.
We saw
types in our hearts, we denied every we could give
And
infinity grasped out for slaves, day by day - for year.
Why
that spoke to the abyss below him:
"Have we ever free"?
And behind the shade sleeps an apocryphal
in the hour of
in this times ...
Unnatural beings, existence
resuscitated horror, ambigious
see the apocalypse - ...
Now the breath has gone
the fire claims its
now that, in this dark
no is alive.
Now that s stands
between the ruins of the
now that the omens away,
no will ever last.
The
I if the children will forgive ...