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In a small room of a rundown motel, two bodies lay sleeping. Resting for the night’s operation that awaits them. The cur..

Walking back into the room, Gabriel sits on the bed and takes one last deep drink waiting for the questions to start. Raven ..

Sitting on an ivory throne, a handsome man with fierily hair and dressed all in white with his eyes close. The man is a s..

The scheming snakes has risen rotten skeletons buried deep beneath years of icy debris Testing my forged metal with true lies in their words..

Flaming red eyes staring out of blackness watching, waiting Chained to blackness fighting to be freed for one day in light Cut by the dull bla..

In the dark the blows of your hammer hurts each blow, dents bends and brake me the fire brings the imperfections to perfection In time all tha..

As my last hope vanish as the day new hope grows When the soft light shine when nothing matters but everything does matter, when nothing is wr..

On a lonely hill I stand looking up into the sky I remember the day the ocean was on fire with red flames in my eyes and the breeze was freezing ..

These sands our greater enemy of all, none can beat My blood drips stain the gold to red It runs never holding back in its glass In the midd..