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Flame Raining

night could not come So swept in the shroud of misanthrope, he went away And fed the empty galleries With the artifacts of the black rain Sunken into

What I'm thinkin' is so delicate If I breathe, you know I'm gonna lose it It's just a drop in the biggest ocean I know I've ever seen And in a moment

upon Remember after the fire, after all the rain I will be the flame I will be the flame Wherever you go I'll be with you (I will be the flame) Whatever

your blood mountains and valleys are calling your might Gargoyles and wizards prepare this last ride Mystical sunshines prelude to her coming the black flame

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' MORTE NERA DENTRO ME SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE QUANDO CORPUS

The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation reveals itself now trough crystal spheres He's riding the waves as a real conqueror colliding with ships

through the hardest storm And bad weather Will you pull me from the flames? Hold me 'til I feel no pain And give me shelter from the rain Forever Where

that question? Or the answer? What the fuck do you believe in? Say goodbye to the bad guy 'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, dead eye Ain't afraid to flame

how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breathe No matter how many nights that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the poison rain Where did