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Castration - Martyr A.d.

"I have tasted your blood before And bled while you walked away I've seen Hell through the eyes of the ruined I have walked with the feet of the dead Looking for a chance to make something from nothing"

Under Siege - Holy Martyr

"Wasting my life for the old feudatory Oppression and war , this is the middle age Killing for Christ but there is no glory Holy war, crusade for money Vassal and master, heaven and purgatory Saving their"

A Suicide Note In Braille - Martyr A.d.

"Stab me in the heart again Once for love and twice for the past It seems days grow colder here Now that death is in the sky I've choked on these words And laid here rotting away I've sewn my eyes"

Seventyfive - Twentyfive - Martyr A.d.

"Slave to monotony Another breath breads futility This is not a life A trace of reality Disease of existing life Holds only shame for me Slipping from importance As I turn away Cold hands breaking"

Son of a King - Holy Martyr

"I Came Through Frost And Fire Bring Up By Jotun's Secrets And I'm The Last Of Skjioldung's Stock My Father Died In Battlefield I Seek Revenge I Crave My Crown I've Got The Right To Be A King A Valorous"

Withered Monarch - Martyr A.d.

"Spite the hand that breeds innocence Light the fires of impurity Pull the hood over your fucking face And hide away your real self If you've come here to pass judgement Leave your cause behind fade"

Broken Mouth - Martyr A.d.

"Once again the pain has come Blood fills my eyes Another voice lies dying in the wind This remains constant Repetition breeds normalcy just the dying whisper of an infected fool One more face has"

Statement Of Being Followed By Follwers - Martyr A.d.

"How you came from the wall Feeding me handfuls of anonymity A perfect mask can hide a shallow smile A muted voice comprised of chicanery A prophet to the disassembled A bleeding heart for a dying"

Valley Of Solitude - Martyr A.d.

"Burn me alive This place is dead to me A breeding ground of tragedy My enemies at my arms length A dark past right at my heels This place is the death of me With its familiarity Breathing down my tired"

Bring Out Your Dead - Martyr A.d.

"You see this world as your own You think this life is yours I've come to break you down You're a commodity This flesh is not your own Your blood is currency The beast has drawn your number Stand straight,fall"

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