Proverbial presidents on an astral sky,
Despotic mortal in disguise.
Black cloak
If you are forever, then why your tears?
Y' know your
Vexed my way out of the land of ice
Followed my
Master of the stars
Come forth and embrace us in black
Impurity
A secret bottled in your orbs,
A flutter, a whisper on
Welcome the sinners
Let them remind us of what they've done,
Hold
A three fold path for you to choose
Veer to the
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