of me, but still I try And I try ? with all that I have only to find that I?m digging my own grave now Where I finally sleep under the legacy of The
best of me, but still I try And I try ? with all that I have only to find that I?m digging my own grave now Where I finally sleep under the legacy of
The apparition of two faces in disgust invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open
from birth for this fated journey... for the blood of the ancient kings of Ultima Thule runs strong in my veins, and only once in every aeon may one such as
The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open
vitality beneath the flesh Legacy of the funeral Allow this body of the soulless to be raised as great gate Channeling the chambers of blood to bring
: The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from
time has come, deciervers behold the bringers of reason. Apocalypse begun, darkness shines the light of truth upon foulest treason. Our blood runs black
