Back in the days we first sighted. Their shields gleaming bright in the sky. The light that was brighter than fire. Forced cowards to run out of spite.
Seven bowls cast on the land. Sinners walk proud show their private lives. Depict deception the wrath is on. Kiss of a queen bite of a snake. Deadly poison venomous fate.
Mid-day heat is low. Sun torches victims skin. Priests rise to command. Blood spills the altar stairs. . Sacrifice to their gods. Sun sets the slaves all die.
The night sheds it's cold mist on luminous streets. The revenge that you seek will all come back to you. Do you know what you've done?. No justice was won, exalted will be who were trampled upon.
There's lots of things in a human head. That I hope I never have to touch. She likes the taste of burning flesh. Cannibals eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
There's lots of things in a human head. That I hope I never have to touch. She likes the taste of burning flesh. Cannibals eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
In every living thing. In this planet has an aura. The area that you are discussing now. Is the aura of this planet. . It is the communicative channel to which.
144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door. 144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door. 144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door.