Into the vastness, the incestuous ones
Seeking quietus
Into the soul fading
Thorns, collapsing
And in these thorns sinks
Nails bursting from her skin
Nails that eternally lie
Lie her laments undenied, in fire
Her falling tears under the red Moon
Flames for a land of wolves
On vast realms left to prey
Their black blood through ember veins
For them, the death's hymn
Dying angels forever sing
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