Malign Urth
(Indisponível)
She delves in most exquisite evil
Yet death-like love radiates
Worldly eyes deep of hue puncture still
Further into a young heart she hates
The path that she treads
Yet to be matched
Her presence may crush a lesser’s pride
Propagation of perpetual humiliation inside
Blood red lips, cold and bare
Touch them not
Unspeakable breaths pass there
Follow into fathomless oblivion
Her glorious forsaken salvation
Love to strike down beggar and king
In wretched revelry dance and sing
Words that were meant to forever remain unheard
Echo throughout the realms of Malign Urth
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