Seeking The Ruin Of Souls by Noctem
"Damned in the victory and condemned in the memory. It's the story of us, the white bearded men, we find the new land for the sole purpose of carrying our misfortune and expand our brutality."*
Damned under the rays of the waning moon,
He's buried in a blackened sky.
The mad will open the ways that afterwards the wise will cross.
There is no redemption in your homicidal lineage
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