I beseech you all, my calling.
For the fate of all, believe.
Fall from the light, and bathe in the darkness.
I release my soul, take me away.

...we call upon.
Taking my life, I'm dead I breathe.
He came, the shroud, to embrace with the black.
The fallacy of your "god", destroyed by truth.




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