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Feb 28
They are the faces of death, hidden by the fog. ****** angels, messengers of hell.
They bring death and destruction, I become part of the chaos and the evil in me finds a home.

I am evil incarnate, born in darkness.
They are the embodiment of pain. Their gazes are empty, their screams silent. ****** angels, they are the curse of the night, and my soul is forever ******.

I'm the spawn of hell, she's bursting out like lava from a volcano,
It destroys everything in its path,
And it will destroy me. They are terror incarnate, they are the eternal executioners. The screams of pain break the silence,
And madness glistens in their eyes.

I am evil incarnate, born of death. And my soul is forever ******.
I am the spawn of hell, in the arms of hate, the void consumes the stars and the light.
  
Destroyed temples,
She destroys everything in her path,
And it will destroy me. It has become a part of me, and it will never disappear.
    
I am doomed to eternal torment,
I am cursed.
And I will never find peace,
I will rise from the ashes,
And I will be free.
Adelina
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