Ne Prorsus Interirent
Unrelentless unforeseen neverending not serene, vacant town of bliss and
horror the end of sanity a walk with declining humanity. In said tales of ill faded
spells was it wise to stand face to face with the creator of man rings of Saturn
fire will conclusion ever inspire. With hate I shallow this doomed empire will they
remember that faith never crossed the line sunset angels fought to stay blind.
Your ultimate guidance will crucify me and evade the truth that lay dormant inside
me, play your Mozart and your Bach mother is god in the eyes of a child turn your
back but for a while let me live in my denial. Darkness hides behind the face of
great do you trust your walk with deceiving eyes chant the name of Soloman its
your prayer of hope whisper from beyond I am Zion.
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