I
NIP fear of the transience of the forgotten angel
spell out leaves
at the mouth of new destroyers treacherous you hand as blood
to the sky
always kills the darkness night
I have
does not expect the storm already hypocritical to anyone ...
how to clean up sick yearning lies
because of his dancing after suffering
eagle fighting with shadows spell outmi
NIP much like a fugitive from the mother city of shadows
and yet still strangers especially tempting time of its abyss?
burning city!
punishment alone hides the beautiful madness madness
abyss of loneliness lethal before it kills the unity of the
goes seemingly pressing