I chop Your wings
In your birth till your end
I chop your neck
In this hell
The world full of hate
A wasteland full of ruin
Like carnivores thrive
Infect other places
The amber flame
Of shields turn me
To liberate the path
The brightest of desolate
You want leave behind
This pain forever
Falling from grace are not
Your grace are rot
To take
Their last breath
Nourish the lie
and lust for embrace
Blade through on soul
As my abysmal vengeance
The storm of wrath
And hatred Putrefaction
This pain forever
Falling from grace are not
Your grace are rot
To take
Their last breath
Nourish the lie
and lust for embrace

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