"The night grows pale
as with faint wing stroke
the cradle of decay
emerges from the ruins of reason..."Veiled Irreligion "Desire's my saying Final's my appearance Care-worn's my glance Apathetic's my devotion..."Gepriesen Sei Der Untergang "Durch unglckselige Weiten einer unbefleckten Sonnenferne schreitet langsam Fues das letzte Sakrament, bereit,..."|
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