Blood, World , Flesh, Winter

Abathur

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Beyond,
From this darkness
Now,
Run in the halls

Blood covers the world
You feel the pains
I will kill in your bed
I will bury you in your bloody grave

World cannot answer about these wars of humen
Against gods of all animals and trees and rivers...!

Blood, is wine
Your flesh is my shelter
Your eyes are my eyes...
...fuck off !

I wonder how winter will be
With a spring that i shall never see
I wonder how night will be
With a day that i shall never see....