Symbols Of Bloodswords-Mayhem

All the stars in the North are dead now All hte morals of wasted human...Debris Walk with me into the night Do not remove the cobwebs Or war clinging to your face They will tell of pains unknown All the stars in the North are dead now All the morals of wasted human debris Torn to pieces - handcafted delirium One war remians - WAR of everything Tanto magis infra e cecidit Quanto magis so contra gloriam Sui conditoris erexit