Mortarion
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I whait only for the swift kiss of death, to finally be released from my shackles and to left this world to rot forever. This are the words of the Rotten Phoenix, forever tortured by itself.
My heart is a bleeding wound, the blood flows corrupted, I am hollowed, my soul forever tortured by the two tides that battle inside me. This are the words of the Rotten Phoenix, forever tortured by itself.
All of us are mad at some degree, except me I am completly mad, lost in the maze of my own mind, being tortured by it. This are the words of the Rotten Phoenix, forever tortured by itself.
So alone, no one listens to me, so alone, in my own boat, floating in the silent sea of my mind. This are the words of the Rotten Phoenix, forever tortured by itself.
I am falling for a cliff, my wings are broken and twisted, yet I still fight, my hands hurt, they bleed, please, someone, lend me their hands, I don't want to fall. the Rotten Phoenix, forever tortured by itself.
Signed by the Rotten Phoenix
< Message edited by Mortarion -- 5/7/2012 7:08:24 >
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