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Pouring souls, meandering between rivers

branches of streams that's so black,pierced though the colors of the desaturated.

Taking the bloody colors of the soil as they flow

worshipping the bloody shrines of sin

flowing to the altars of dead

bright full moos enlightened the remains of humans

dried blood redden

immortal spells calling the messenger of the remitted

stating,chanting.

stirring the forms of souls that is deranged by the whirlwind.

along with the river, gathered at place

flows of disorder, conformed spells

blowing your ears as they roar