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Thy Kingdom, Thy Conqueror

Upon my entry to the womb of heaven I was cast back to a smouldering earth under siege, arise the nihilist
The catacombs of the underworld seep through to the surface of a tarnished land.
As watched from above in a palace of hollow hearts, this crown of thorns resides with its deserving descendants. Thy kingdom, thy conqueror.
A malignant race succumbing to the new tyrant’s command, martyrs beseech; “abstain from the expulsion of air from the lungs, sacrifice”
Annihilation lies at the feet of mankind.
A forest of cold ash encased by the shadows of black smoke and the fires cast by the immortal hands of judgement borne on a chariot of the damned, closing the gates of redemption.
We will burn for all eternity, we are all doomed.
Torn apart at the seams: the effectual orphaning of the human race.
As watched from above in a palace of hollow hearts, this crown of thorns resides with its deserving descendants. Thy kingdom, thy conqueror.
And here we sit, on abolitions throne, each one of us ready to die.
Thy kingdom, thy conqueror.

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