Theres a wraith leaving the way of burning gates of dreams, it brings a redemption from the days of the Catholics. White torn pieces between temples, Christs dead body, its lying on the stone table, its splattered and bloody. Open the gates, (I wish), of stone temple. Let from the ways of all over the world, let rise the Lords power. For the glory of Dark empire, they drink cocks blood from a goblet. Then with the sword of their ancients they will crush the skull of the time. Case of truth Open the gates
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