A thousand dying days
Face our binding ties
When hallowed angles fall
and sinister devils rise
Straight, illuminated roads
Become crooked and dark
Where the vultures shall feast
and the eagles shall hide
The end draws near
Imminent, Unstoppable
Thus we begin to lose
The valhalla of our time
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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