The Branch Of Cool Progeny by Nomad
Kingdom of the dead is a torture toolfor the picked fruit
of wisdom.Cemetery of antichrists is waiting
obedientlyFor the call of its henchmen's namesOpen earth
rewards with its warm the ones who are keeping its
infinity.Volcanoes of power present bodies of the ones
who are able to face themselves.Disprove me, disprove
with meHungry mounds of minds torture the bound instincts
of independence.Fear hasn't been rewarded by socially
spiritualised law.Blessings will never become realTo the
devoted worshipers of the cross.Designate me, designate
with meThrow with me away, throw me awayAn experience
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