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Gift of Death
Contributed by
Damien
on
Thursday, 13th October 2005 @ 02:18:56 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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A lonely place, watered with my blood a terrible vision I see in my dream a silent scream from the deep throws the gates of hell open... Stay out of the realm of my dreams where hope will be destroyed and fate is written in blood
I set out on the journey of death the ashes of a burnt dream is all i'm left with the sorrowful voice of the wayside trees the roaring wind hides the painful voices of my soul on the edge of the outside world long years under the black sun a thousand years of pain is the eternal remorse my life is the gift of death.
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Damien
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2005-10-13 14:18:56] (Date/Time posted on
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