blackened earth and sphere p***ounced stronger than before it bleeds for all reason it bleeds for the earth and sun i cannot recall the choices the taste of relief feel the essence choices made out of pure l*** dull the concerns for the universe is lost will i join the circles of madness or will i nurture the ghost the illusion of repetition is no illusion to emanate for earth and sphere wasted flesh and the sphere of light combining the earth and its retribution and i become the signs of l*** dawn of war and flesh-ridden spheres scourges of truth and life so it ends i grind the statues in my madness i have forgotten how this feels but i cannot learn from ashen wounds and corruption incarnate banner of falseness fire-cleansed flesh dull the concerns for the universe is lost warring mentalities will hear me