Gothic Choir Symphony Hall

In time caught in the way of injustice best friends had died. A message came less than more known than them together whenever. There was the salt in the oceans grow when applied, hoping most when from death escape. The waste kept hearts to repel opposition fell the abdicate person.

In all to call all angels from hell to put to rest the Goths that are hurting whomever they are in a coffin. To run about the world the fall its happening often lost in madness no happiness had it.

Instill of source to find haven't but will eventually that insight will write these words calculate the numbers. It is here backwards impartial moonlight.
This is to tell in a story of frail nails broken or bend cutting into the skin. This is something in so small but so big about a subculture. To exist on fry just humid static to a flame that lacks bonding but immense charm of the violin.

The burn in the eyes to break the chains off the raven in to start that lay into death. I unleash effective programs candle light in guard not to try and save but create darkness.
The spirits are slain immense tense the structure tailor-made my kind of place. That it is known low when judicious underground dungeon in control of not it.

This which it will be legible written sacred the system the list literal goes on these things that I want.
This winter upon dirt till curse jumps up out of bed of the middle dark in the night from bad dreams certain nightmares.

The stone as of all some feel me not with no hope not disintegrate in gone when it come the ending of my reign.