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Cast in pieces of liquid Wrath

the oblivion, the warning of a serenade

So deranged, the decay of my wounds

scars of a lost reflective shadow

Once in fury, forever in grief

Once in sorrow, funeral is embraced

But how to overcomen the pure idea of being trapped, Conqueror...

As i reflect about the crushed age of memories gone

as i recall the cathartic frontier once my Soul passed...

Vociferations and imprecations, the discouraged cry for

my departed rendering, Warlord...

The reaction was futile, the Commanders and Scathers

gathered for the privilege of Revenge.

(To Kill) some very feeble forms of pathetic rage

They perished in Agony and Ecstasy

For their ultimate Punishment, our Punishment to their Misery

WE judge those  who once perverted the core

Perdition and no forgivness, final destiny and fate

A farewell to the Temple that Ruled the Empire

Commanding in Pain, I Have Returned...