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SERPEN-PHLOX — CONFESSO AZRAEL by-nc-nd

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Description Blood kissing hands,

bittersweet,

collected from the beasts

that profane this land;

thirsty for the wine of the flesh

and fattened with power

that dwells in every dawn.

My weary step confesses it,

accompanying the paths

with footprints so strange

that do not last

and get lost in nothingness.

Two suns that do not walk,

they only cry at night,

lowering from the golden strings,

because the lady works as a consort

and she doesn't do anything to me;

she lets me walk barefoot,

reaping the crumbs of souls,

those that are left over,

the ones that are silent when they kill.

I am the lonely angel!

The winged sword that hunts,

scourge of the dragon and his children;

devourer of the unworthy

who graze in the dawn.

And I am also the tear...

Liquid fire of every dawn;

herald of the absent silence

in the unborn children.

I am the extermination!

I am the giver of a destiny

for men who crawl.

I am the angel who lacks conscience!

... And I have but one hope.

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warhammer23 [2023-01-18 21:33:32 +0000 UTC]

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