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Remaining sculptures

Made of the thoughts in your mind

Revealing secret wisdom

That you kept for years inside

By the night you rode with colors

But the moon kept you apart

From all that gave you glory

Beholden by a warriors heart

All the years are stained in ice

The moon bloodied under cries

Thou shallt not kill

But it grips you with every thrill

Reflections of misery

Where the ones you love are bewitched

By the swords of the knights… Of darkness

Bleached by a sunless aeon!

Attraction to all that is evil

Attraction to a fatal god

The god that brought damnation

Towards my world in blackness caught

Upon the dreams I ride

The evil in their minds

Murderous I call to thee

Thou shallt kill, in the name of me!

“I shall betray none in my heart but many will die in my name

Not by the curse but by the power which shall command you

To fall…

I am like hundreds of flames consuming on one prey, that you

Will feel like a million of stabs

In the center of your heart, anguished and poisoned I ride

Amongst your life, soon no more but a single soul in my body,

I am feeding on humanity and the earth will be done… I’ll eat