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In fiery flight we would leave this hall
The Holy house, House of God will fall
To death they go with music and song
But our dread simply must go on
I feel our need to feed goes on
For our greed, watch them bleeding on
This hour's ours, with open arms go on
Crowned with thorns and pain was he
Raised our hands and slew him utterly
Crimson waves of the tears of war
This is what we were put here for
Eden falls, Mercy for life
I hear their calls
Stood and watched them die
Heaven crawls.
Wings burn on high
Beauty falls.
Beg unto me why?
Fold thy raven wings
'Tis our duty, darkness brings
If this day be our last
Our victims await
For they are vast
In fiery death we will crawl away
Content we lived for each and every day
Black and burned with a stench of decay.
The Holy house, House of God will fall
To death they go with music and song
But our dread simply must go on
I feel our need to feed goes on
For our greed, watch them bleeding on
This hour's ours, with open arms go on
Crowned with thorns and pain was he
Raised our hands and slew him utterly
Crimson waves of the tears of war
This is what we were put here for
Eden falls, Mercy for life
I hear their calls
Stood and watched them die
Heaven crawls.
Wings burn on high
Beauty falls.
Beg unto me why?
Fold thy raven wings
'Tis our duty, darkness brings
If this day be our last
Our victims await
For they are vast
In fiery death we will crawl away
Content we lived for each and every day
Black and burned with a stench of decay.
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Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.[link]
Virginia Woolf
me gusta el color y el tratamiento de las texturas
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A NaTUrAl DiSaSTeR
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Los errores mentales están perfectamente calculados. Mi tiempo está muerto, mi mente no. No soy un sueño... no me busques...
Si quieres te presto el sillón, pero espero tengas unos pantalones de repuesto, que está mu sucio y no es plan de visitar el otro mundo echo una piltrafilla! XD
Gracias tio! siempre es un placer tener público como tu!
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Los errores mentales están perfectamente calculados. Mi tiempo está muerto, mi mente no. No soy un sueño... no me busques...
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si tus palabras para mis parabas son prision...
si lo ke vas a decir hiere el corazon...
callate la boca
Comentario estándar: me gustan los tonos y las texturas que has aplicado, pero eso ya lo sabes.
El sillón es del catálogo del Ikea, verdad?
¡A ver si quedamos la semana que viene pa comer o algo, pero sin pachuli!
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Three switched witches watch three Swatch watch switches.
Which witched witch watch which Swatch watch switch?
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