Tekster:
Blood Has Been Shed Novella Of Uriel

the longing every object so fleeting you were chosen you were special I pray for innocence you were chosen you were special and once again the hunger begins anew and there is blood

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well I hope you are satisfied you gave me the push I needed ostracised for nothing at all by all those I hold dear you aren't the same maybe we should

neglected Forgotten You were cast aside casting stones at an open target what did you think that I would just smile and then walk away no that was never

dark clouds line the sky and descend to the shallow heart of the man enraptured by the burning flames of animosity the hammer falls and penetrates and

false hope my quest begins on this day drowning slowly drowning dare I breathe? What can I say that has not been said? what can I do, that has not been