In The Face Of Armageddon

Rise, and rise again! when the traitors stripped the land, the true wickedness of man was

Great. the deluge sentence passed upon his flesh and bone, he tore great fists of clay to

Create what should not have been.

Rise, rise! rise, rise! rise, rise! and rise again! and so let it be written, that when the

Silver pool is empty the vagrants will dine on that which they expel. breathing life