Two ancient captured torkel's
Spreeing on a tree
Lip sucking God users
Driven by ambitious desire
Taking care of me

They wander
In a no man's land
At who they are,

Left open to infection
Breeding thoughts of misdesire
Wherein these demons lie,
Is a host of thought yet undenied

Penetrating the pulpits of America
Crying in Ernst, for Heralds to besiege their walls
And unleash a fury of God

Internal conflict striking the path of history
Ruining the folds of amber
Wrought with recourse

Birthing a new land
As soul less as the vampire
Bringing forth the crimson,
Until the streets run red with woe
Look up!
And see the stars and bring the castle down
Before the sun sinks into eternity
And loses its immortal soul

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