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Edge Of Sanity Immortal Souls

time. No, no way out from the spell where you're caught. So we must be strong, holding on to our lives. Into the void. Immortal souls will rise. Rising

all time. No, no way out from the spell where you're caught. So we must be strong, holding on to our lives. Into the void. Immortal souls will rise.

, producing immortality. From this fate, you cannot flee. Suffocate, filled with hate, pray to die!!! Suffocate, ripping your soul. Sience abuse has

erase night Light of day, day of Darkness They are inside my head Climbing the walls Falling of the sealing Jumping on the floor Voices and calls On the edge of sanity

The dark silouette of the creature poised, crouched on the corner of a cliffs edge waits eagerly, eyes glare patiently. Red eyes filled with fire and