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She is there. She is standing in front of you,

a lady dressed in white like a guiltless child.

Playful she is smiling with pride to you.

Perfect like a fallen Angel from the sky.

She is there. She is standing in front of you.

You can’t see that she is not what she seemed to be.

Treading on corpses, skulls and reckless minds.

Patiently devoted on the deadliest crime.

And you damned Goddess of mischief

Come and lay the vail of insanity

And let the madness to invert the sadness

for the sake of contumacy.

Even the Great was blinded too.

His timeless soul has felt for you in devastation,

because the blasted Ate is you!

Straightly she is coming to whisper in your ears.

In your mind she is gonna leave a seed behind.

Waiting for the longing for heinous crimes to grow.

And panic will dominate. Surrender child.

And you damned Goddess of mischief

Come and lay the vail of insanity

And let the madness to invert the sadness

for the sake of contumacy.

Even the Great was blinded too.

His timeless soul has felt for you in devastation,

because the blasted Ate is you!

Και ‘συ Άτη θεά της συμφοράς,

έλα και ρίξε το πέπλο της παραφροσύνης,

μπροστά στα μάτια τους.