Tekster:
Suffocation Effigy Of The Forgotten

Pray in homage under shadows of ancestry. Conceptual lords above bathing in your inquiry. Memorizing thoughts thought hallucinations of despair. Imminence

Cremate the human race! The population has been reduced, a world condemned to horrid death. And the blood of others heads their saviour, an artificial

Nocturnal demon of hate, searching for his next prey. Predator with no remorse, cannibalistic killing machine. Attacking with demise, something to realise

to this heaven Thrown away even by god Sentenced to this celestial cell .... How can life after death be more serene than life itself? Effigy of the forgotten