"Darkness falls...from above upon the land, As the fist of rage strikes the ground, And perishes all mortal life... Forgotten is humanity, By the survivors
my rays to burn your skin and what remains is death...just death... I am the corona of the sun, the ferocious wings of fury, If the universe collapses, and
held your hand? You lose your wings my little angel, And now you are on your way down, Down where you belong... Beyond your conscious breeds the truth, Disastrous and
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"For me it's all the same, To live or to dream... Far beyond the world of light, Exists my realm, desolate and cold, beyond all hope... I cannot feel
"Not made of flesh and bone are the minions of eternity, But deadly as the cold, vast, void itself... As nightmares they come and breed in our heads
