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• Artiste: Mistyfate
• Titre: To Our Lord (The Hate)
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Thou has created bottomless Abysses only for watching fall Slowly My anguished spirit Thou has cut me The wings for crawling me Through thy Wretched roads Thou has obscured the skies Only for Blinding My few dreams Thou gave me a soul That was made of stone ...in its vast garden Only rules Desolation Thou gave me eyes For beholding The flower Rot in its beauty Thou gave broken Sword and shield To be defeated in life By disappointment But now! I condemn you to the biggest Of my hates To the most impure rancour Now my soul Rises upon an ocean of fire Cursing this creation And why you call life ...what I am!