"Facing down into
The blood-soaked soil
The prong pierces my neck
As it's only a swords length away..."| Obliterator "Give yourself to me -
 I'll give you the ultimate of pleasures
 Let me feel your every muscle shiver
 as my tounge caress you,..."
 Orb of man "Walking the dying orb of man
 Unable to speak the tongue of wrath
 Deaf to words not spoken in crowd
 Nameless centuries..."
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