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Made from the flesh dust and the souls delight

He was idealized for the necessary evil

Inspired in conscious desire conspirator

Blood fall from the class world sing's to hears creator

As exlosion of a hundred suns

It's written in dead book

Into the heart of olders

Dispute the pretty and freak

How truosome and odd is true

The key of your dreams

Unveilling the worry

Causing fear and perplaxit

All this I remembered into my dark dreams

Written read and conturbed

I wrote my story but in invisible world

I carry my hands to the high

My eyes will change in

Seven worlds of glory

Lauder angels sing never end

High souls and their ways

The malefic and the hell

There will be a great

Batle on the sky

And a fear never fell

River will become into blood sea

I'm a Fire and I keep souls here

I saw the end of humanity