Dissenter (pol)

Strange to heaven

Dissenter (pol)
I stood face to face
With my eternal enemy
And I spat
Sneeringly looking
Into the god's eye

My blood is flowing
When body and steel are the same
My blood dries
At Moonlight

(...)

My blood flows
When the pieces of throat strangle cruelly
My blood coagulates
Creating crazy forms

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