To Message Our Arsenal


Tyrannical howls bring essence to skies, and whence thine cries wither all floods,
Thou tongue is never of penmanship to the subscription of what He wrote,
Inwards He flees to his former Glory, but foolish was Repetition of vain,
And dignity was never shaken within the world’s of fruitless storms.
To message our Arsenal of frosty roots, and the crippling plunges incessant to Thee,
One shalt not defeat absolutes, especially within permanent tracks of heat.

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