You cannot save my soul
there is no salvation for me
My tears fall like rain
no reason to care
I see the darkness
I see the cold beauty
that you hide behind
your lies are meaningless
Blood and blasphemy
reign with great power
You, the harebringer of
nothingness calls out
to the souls of the dead
brought down in battles
past...
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