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Brimstone One

See the frightening of the beast, I think he's angry at the coming east. He finds it hard to see the house, over the dead… Overshadowed by thunder heads. What is that soaring near the tower? I think it’s the rise of the owl. If it is but an evil deed, things are, Admired as the corpse sits upon leaves. In a scary car drives a demon king to dawn… It needs no gas, it runs on hell’s spawn. They are not alone as it brings brimstone, Souls sounds lost and alone. The wraiths likes firelight to chase infinite power, Especially that one in the broken ivory tower. The beast shudders at the deadly ghost, He wants to leave but souls costs the most…

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