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A Dark Midnight:
This is thy darkest hour, my soul costing flight into the speechless, away from fun, away from life, the day diminished, the demons arise, fully emerging into Hell, gazing upon the torture being delivered... Fire, suffering, and screaming echoes from the forgotten.....
Published 2nd Apr 2012
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