What tragically is not there,
What hides in a darkened lair,
To the end our prayers d’oth speak,
To rekindle what we’ve leaked,
Hiding in the devils lair,
As if claming what we dare,
Through shadowed moonlight
we do seek,
what drowned horrors we may keep.















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"Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens."
-Jimi Hendrix
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- I took a shortcut through blood just to get to you -
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When there is Nothing left to burn, You have to Set Yourself on Fire.
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90% Of This Game Is Half Mental
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- I took a shortcut through blood just to get to you -
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- I took a shortcut through blood just to get to you -
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When there is Nothing left to burn, You have to Set Yourself on Fire.
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