Right Of Passage

Death hallows in the spring beneath the ashes above of the bodies that have not lasted.
They long live the masses extinguish the fires that's keeps happening.
The last it's sad since the dawn of time imagine
of unable of things that are not fine the prime.

It is a line torn to pieces for happiness this is the time to shine.
In the weeks and start again he found a pencil and lines process repeat rite
of passage fictional.

The sleeping then in my hurt eats again to break the curse no.
I'm not doing any fasting seek of cure overt in passionate underworld valleys of
alleys walking through.

That's the latent vision earth rarely as of about clear in the mind.
Can it come to face time?
The value of life it may actually go away when not any at all.
I have for just kidding there is more along written the lines of the story of Silly Crow Rheden.
The untold to unfold the saga of the legend
name Drakan Raven I the great and terrible vampire poet so it is Harkiel.

This trapped in human form specimen are many one souls of the legion come on in.
The holder to the sun and moon lay against
at stake soul greatest dread ancient complacent never.

It has been for centuries he has lived vengeance for several to see erased humanity out of in there insanity.
The illogical swallow swell far gone universal tall loads of laundry.
It died the world of end to sin he will do it again.

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