let the dark rise. let the trees wither and the animals rot. let all life die for death shall bring solace. let the tortured souls rest. the terror will take your hand. dead bodies wash up the shore. you'll march through bones and blood. dried vomit on your coat. this is our journey. and you'll be alone. fear does not matter, sympathy is obsolete. from inside ourselves we shall feel it. the rotten flesh, the decay, death.
a violent farewell, an act of pure violence, a storm of blood and decay. everything dies tonight. we shall feed on the grief. we will rip our chests open and throw our lives away. with our last breath, with a last glimpse, we shall discover greatness.
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