With my hands i destroyed the stars. Through the gates ov truth i can't breathe. Typhonian winds will lift me up to his presence. Hymns to his glory will smash my carcass. Rise up from a mountain ov cacophony and black kith. Trumpets will play their apocalyptic march. Upborne by Gadriel's left hand. I will see Gehenna's flame curing the earth's poison in the starless night. The king will be dethroned. i am the son ov perdition. I will sit on merkabah. Everything will turn black. I will remain alone, trapped in this body...once again.
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