<Argent Dawn> page
<A Blank Eternity> album page

Shwatguns

Seven wolves howled as I travelled through the fog, Built upon icey teeth the fortress of filth, Before me. As i chase satanic tree dwarves through the black wilderness, The queen of hearts is bleeding through her forcefed suffering. The abyssal beast screamed for the blood of a thousand angels, Whilst carresing sodomised new-born hatchlings of
the wretched mule, Then he searched for some human flesh to feast upon, to become a god. But it was not enough so he ate a demon, and it sufficed.Cobras entered the torn anus, ripping its flesh, Not only was the new-born seeping, but the pentagram was branded into its rotting skull

close window