Thirsty E

There is a clear And solid as a bastard. But the essence is dead meat. You got your answers. I'll fuck you. An Endless Desire to stand and explore my soul is meaningless. A piercing glance is a trace to the thing Coming straight for us. You are chosen to suffer. Just a confess to your gods. Your mind has time to escape. Your mind has time to escape. Kill or be killed. You are the hero from This desperate time. This is all we have. Catch up for us. But the essence is dead and the gods are Answers for you. Fuck you. From this wicked end. Can't remember a damn shit of genocide. Now we are the same. Now my spirit's in a mess. You can't stop him. He's coming for Blood. Son Of goddamn die!