Endurance
As we go together, to eternity, astray where nothing was, leading in falling light above darkness, many that cries among the skies, as hope falls within, suffering as though a last call is for death, decaying in dismay.
Conqueror?s that consumes thou open squeals of terror, when the dawn comes fragile nights ashore through the dawn of might, thrives corpse comes to life without a soul to hold.
As thou endurance comes astray thou people neglect, thou living hope,
To with tone their only deaths, sovereign in depts. Of wickedness, as thou sins come up on thee.
The lost will never for come the wicked as though darkness falls, so shall thy weeping, as risen spirit of life comes, restores thy cries with holiness, thou souls will be departed away, burdens of cries death lies beyond weeping.
The darken souls she be punished to conceive a dusk of their own pits of evilness, as it pulls a stronghold within every souls of light.
Guiltless Blood
Like a feather leaping across the skies, sorrows of the bloody skies falling of rain, as thou sun falls through the shadows of the evil night, light of one glides through the mist of the cloudy darken skies,
Awaked of many souls for salvation, torn in dismay, rather shine for vengeance than eternal life, in every path hearts dwells in swarm, to every ear comes to silence, in all the world suffers through its on terror, in thy eye of a fool who never tells the lies, these stumbles or greatest horror?s in numbers of death crowds to dusky vengeance.
As the darkness over rules the light, ashore from the mystical ashes
Taking hold of the pieces as it scatters, within every fall troubles another day, for a singing hymn to gasp thy soul.
Thy forgotten blood, cries for thee on the ground for mercy, soul adjusted to the last, crushing to the blood, flowing with sorrow, never have I seen, in denial, thou forsakes a terror cry of sadness, at the wicked tones of ashes comes more sorrows in time or risen, thy love for hate never be supreme, can never be as one forever.
Darken shadow
From the grass lurks in the darken scales, forming more sacred waste in meadows, while u travel among your path, containing your life.
As the shadow runs more to spare, no awakes for were it leaps
Down in the depths of thy beating harrows unjust regains again
A fatal heart
Like a crushing stone that washes away with thou own, torn shreds with none consumes to fowling rusked toss of ord, when the settle flows ahead more duskish to share as the darkness devoured the nature of sin.
Of the dead recome to life shall fall before the righteous
Like a picture of what never was, rogrent image to sees
The order thou art ruler as walked cometh to.
As thou image turns to tears awakes thou weeping gates of eternal doom,
Conversions tears away from thee.
Scorns or flows from the skies return to the unloving sorrow illusion never recasts
As in thee Zion of war?s, as though run into terror, yet have not noticed,
Single steps stop a path to everlasting falls.
A women full of light and just as she walks through the darken path, of many sorrows, among thy false hearts contains lost of shares. With thrones of righteous come away from sin more sulfur uncomment terror raising concisions.
To death raises a new comer, as rebirth recalls thy sleeping sorrows.
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