Dark tragedy is falling upon the souls of innocents, slowly decaying away as the flesh of ashes burn to an individual soul.
Twisted and somber, they lay in a crumbled heap of darkness.
Waiting for someone, something, to be demised.
Something so flawless, so perfect, and then turned into a deranged, corrupted, incubus.
Years ago, there was a time when all was innocent, but then an immediate stop to the sinless souls.
Then came shame, and pity.
From the depth of the underworld, there was a demon from the fires upon, and then tainted them with great forces.
Now all human beings are alone and forgotten, wandering alone, in a fiery hell full of darkness and flames.
He calls to them, telling that sinning is beneficial and a happiness, but never will it be true.
They call to him as well saying, we burn the lives of innocent souls, never will it stop.
As they fly away spreading the darkness, eliminating the sources of life and good, demising all of the best in the world.
There are now no reasons, no telling why, nothing,nothing but the screams of the flesh burning, burning away, as the crisps float through the air.
It is now alterable and accomplished.
Twisted and somber, they lay in a crumbled heap of darkness.
Waiting for someone, something, to be demised.
Something so flawless, so perfect, and then turned into a deranged, corrupted, incubus.
Years ago, there was a time when all was innocent, but then an immediate stop to the sinless souls.
Then came shame, and pity.
From the depth of the underworld, there was a demon from the fires upon, and then tainted them with great forces.
Now all human beings are alone and forgotten, wandering alone, in a fiery hell full of darkness and flames.
He calls to them, telling that sinning is beneficial and a happiness, but never will it be true.
They call to him as well saying, we burn the lives of innocent souls, never will it stop.
As they fly away spreading the darkness, eliminating the sources of life and good, demising all of the best in the world.
There are now no reasons, no telling why, nothing,nothing but the screams of the flesh burning, burning away, as the crisps float through the air.
It is now alterable and accomplished.

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