Harbinger Of Doom
I pray for justice to rain upon the head of the sick and deranged to cleanse the dark soul of man in a bath of redreaming water.
Ligth shall our compted seed or humanity to open the door to salvation the sword of love shall reign in salvation.
Corrution from the clutches of the destroyers of life.
Upon the feed to inferme man is the harbinger of doom, the pot for the masse destruction.
Autor(es): Arkangel
