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Annound Fortress
for an anound fortress I burn with words that acrill around the trees in the seas above the sky below the eye from the song to the speaking rythum in wintery sky under the savering sighs for an anound fortress I burn with words that acrill with windiling given lies that seek there silnte cries distant memory calling it's grimus reverbed prototcall workful manic deppression awkened in my center near from the sound far from the passion for an anound fortress I burn with words that acrill forsaken in the deepest plennor quite from the storm falling for a brutal action remebered for the one choosen forgotten for the places sholven placed out of faith marked from the waking face walking through pasts disertion proud of minds adovlen seeking felt impression destorying my senitive interspace for an anound fortress i burn with words of acrill set in fate of mercy feel no pain atureee a watchful eye aproches my welten deeds slipping from fortold longer i lash intreee wellspoken whith the last of almighty scrifting heeds for an anound fortress i burn with words of acrill formitalbly calling, unheard will, of an undying spirit shackled for theift of my innocents lying teerit
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