Emerging…from behind a closed curtain. Xenomorphic transformations occurring, Blood spawned demons contorted features abysmal in shape, crossing dimensional gates. Infernal terrain, incineral traits, miserable planes of existence you faced typical strains of belligerence misplaced. Distasteful waste of your life forces interperate change from divine sources decline causes eternal collapse, merging my parallel under a spell. Open a pathway a portal, escape from the flames, transcend 9 ethers, these creatures are strange, the cross of St. Peter we have reclaimed, visible practice, ritual malice. Bleed crimson into my chalice, access indignant realms. Raging demon/Instant hell murder that which harms my brethren. Sentenced relentless ridicule endless. Your defenses are weak, steadily deplete, energy leaves you vessel as you bleed. It must be stressful to meet your end by the hand of your enemy. Extending your reach to the ultimate peak but there’s no one to greet with a helping hand. At the apex of pain you receive ruby fluids of life unleashed, frantically spill through the streets fulfill and complete. Ave Forbiddenati. youtube/watch?v=xRYdJ9u3DPI
Posted on: Mon, 10 Mar 2014 15:21:55 +0000
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