Baphomet The Age Of Plague
Conjour the vision or twisted remains and the great empires have all fallen to rulns As I crawl through the remaine slabs of unburn and entralls of this curious and instrusive creature I stop to think humanity so powerful and yet not able to keep itself alive Could you concelve all of my mind's pain come with me through my eyes you'll see pain you may never know but in which your kids will grow
