Moattilliatta
Let it spell holes in the grip
 
 
It is decided that all gods must die.....so as to maintain social and cosmological order

:hell_corpse:
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cool skull ;)
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This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed;
I’ve been waiting for so long, for someone to mend all the blame. I’ve been searching for so long,for something to..Anonymous..avenge my name. Anonymous…avenge my name. You came here on time, I hope that it’s not to late.
I’ve seen you at night, biting the frost of silence. Can you cure us of this fate? Mock the litany in its face. Is that you moatilliatta?? I’ve been waiting for so long.. for someone to mend all the blame. I’ve been searching for so long for something to.
Anonymous….avenge my name…anonymous….avenge my name hex zero rouge...He’ll hybernate no more. The altars run dry prefect dictate your final words, does it sting of augur truth? Was your temple left in ruins ? is that you moatilliatta??
I’ve been waiting for so long, for someone to mend all the blame. I’ve been searching for so long for something to. Anonymous…avenge my name…anonymous…avenge my name. This is the altar, the one that you let me die in. On your knees...how you wept….much like omertta, quiet has shielded all intent, on the ground it appears, like wrath. Avenging the lamb as bait… In a bed of nails you made….who made this effigy? Is there straw dressed in these fields? and now it won’t be long... I’ve been waiting for so long… for someone to mend all the blame. I’ve been searching for so long…for something to. Anonymous...avenge my name.
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Moattilliatta 30 окт. в 17:21 
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