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Desire
Flames are gripping at your soul
What have you done?
Plagued by visions of touture
Obsessed with desires from the dark design's.
Realise your wailing screams bedded deep inside your pain. Embrace The sensation of squeezing life from another soul embeads a smile on your face.
You enjoy the darkness, behold your black flame. My children will breath fear and death into the mortal world once again. Your hate is my joy your fear is my lust, you will do my bidding and turn this world to dust. My thoughts are your only desires you know it be true just take a knife and turn it into the vortex of hell make me proud and iginite my inferno on all that betray us for my flames have taken your soul.
What have you done?
Plagued by visions of touture
Obsessed with desires from the dark design's.
Realise your wailing screams bedded deep inside your pain. Embrace The sensation of squeezing life from another soul embeads a smile on your face.
You enjoy the darkness, behold your black flame. My children will breath fear and death into the mortal world once again. Your hate is my joy your fear is my lust, you will do my bidding and turn this world to dust. My thoughts are your only desires you know it be true just take a knife and turn it into the vortex of hell make me proud and iginite my inferno on all that betray us for my flames have taken your soul.
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