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Lord Blood - Eyes of Prophecy


A thousand fires glittered in her eyes
as black as pure darkness
a forsight of gloom
benighted landscape of infernal war
.
yet her black tears melted herself
like a lonely candle with a flickering flame
enervating each moment with a sigh
as the night seems to creep for centuries...


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