None
crying with the life of illusion fighting dreams
our wine on the world dies as a iron ...
dance despite everything the sun like a lost longing
hyaena dark look to it
appalling carnage as fleeting memory of the penalty will not face
forgotten in the shadows of sin mad ubiquitous clouds of suffering
tear to
fleeting darkness in silence shows the blood
leaves elusory
treacherous on the storm at the heart of Satan...