A trip

As the daylights pass away And the Dusk coats meadows He will come to show The Way In The Realm Of Shadows. You will enter Broken mirror With The Lord Of Wishes You will see Abandoned Hero Kings that were vicious. There Time goes backwards, Rain falls up, Black Angels ever fallen. Lambs have no Shepherds- Saints are damned, For blessing sinners calling. There winds are still In Silent Storm, With calmness runs The Thunder. Here Poisons heal And Dead are born , The Skies have nothing under Forbidden dreams, Desires, hungers By Satan’s will Become alive. But asking him You’ll see no wonders- His smallest promise Is a lie. The cost of walking With the Devil Is Endless fear Since that night. You are to long In land of Evil Though He will give you All His Might…
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