[Delinom]. I research Maegons notes, and I find an old black book. The book tells the truth, about creation of this world. In the beginning, Great Spirits of the Cryon.
[Amardon:]. Running away, hours or days. Finally I'm free the gates before me I see. Holding the stones must find a place to hide. Must keep them away, from the demonic shrine.
[Amardons army:]. We are the army of light.. Against the darkness we'll fight.. And this land will survive, it won't die.. War from honour and pride..
Low income housing makes for disgusting dumpsters. Self-abortions wrapped in newspaper,. occasional deceased unwanted pets. The stench gets to nearby inhabitants.
All my life been stared. Oh, the misery and pain. Finally I've stood and dared. Like I'd been here to stay. . This is for neverending. No more weak to come.
Now the faces that stood with me yesterday, are. convicting and pushing me away, sinner little smile. slowly turns to wicked laugh, bloody hands hiding and.
Under black moon flamed a fire. like storm the time all dreams has gone. and the time of might has dawned. as the stars she shines in a darkest sky.. .
It is the shadeweaver's season,. the widowmaker's fall. and it takes no reason to tear you apart.. . Cast a side your enlighted soul. I'll tell you story untold.
Drifting from the living the skies grow black Truth's now bleeding pure blood of the lack. Beast of possessions licking your blood From burned stumps their future's cut Denial of.
The saving shelter I want to achieve This last drop of blood running down my knees I see. the path of endless passion No estimation for my determination This is ... what i would kill.
I walk the path of death. Which no one will return. I will lead you to this path. And see you burn. The only guiding light. The blackest light. To you who seek the knowledge.
When we came through. The veil of the night. The fall of man. We gave you our hearts. . The watcher. The sentinel. The "God" that took you away. . Where ends our journey?.
En Evig Kamp Mot Guds Lys!!!. . Drep den forstefodte. Skjend hans lik. En fiende av gud. Til evig tid. . Hat, Kulde, Dod!!!!. . Et hjerte fylt av hat.
[J. Nordavind '94]. . Whipped and pierced,. you disbehave.. Underneath the whip. to soothe the beast. . Burn a candle from my soul,. for I will never do the same..
You don't like the clothes I wear. I'll shave my head or grow my hair. what makes you look over here. what are you, queer?. S.M.D.. S.M.D.. S.M.D.. You call my music sonic poison.
Money wrench in my hand. in my groin a swollen gland. tonight perform brain surgery. or some gynecology. clockwork orange fast becoming. rampant street gangs overrunning.
You don't like the clothes I wear. I'll shave my head or grow my hair. What makes you look over here. What are you queer?. Suck My Dick. Suck My Dick.
I crack your bones. I fuck your mind. I rip your soul to pieces. And burn your fucking eyes. The end is near my sweet, sweet bride. Exploding anger is bursting inside.