Black Earth Child
Blood shed
Bleed out child, for him, of diseases untitled
For him, colossal and frigutail
The tyrant from the great sea comet
Breath through me, hell to serve her
Break away from death's last breath
Silence, blackness, color fields
Archers from the north sound their horns
Razor tomb
Corruption and chaos sets up a fortress within the abandoned mountain
Uses her from the depths to serve her
Bleed out child, bleed
Autor(es): Argon
