Unleash the hated

[Angel Shaped Bastard]

The blood beckons with howling to my fall...

Stood rigid for life*s last breath
And walk her path untill my heart stands still
Dig up graves, and leave the treasures to take.
So lonely, that it screams for her will.

She who lies in the night of dead lands,
will reach, where the powerfull want to stand.
The dying heart within screams for embrace,
to cull herself she feeds on disgrace.

The crime of life, her sacrifice...

Point to no escape at hate,
end her leash before it*s too late.

[Shackles]

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