Ophthalamia After A Releasing Death Castle Of No Repair (part Ii)
The old walls shook of thunder seems ages ago There's only victory in the wardrums triumphant speech At last Legion my name is together under mighty conspiracy advance Sharpen thy sword, the throne of ruins is mine Over it is I've strangled the truth and hidden the lie Towers of wisdom have been beyond and are possessed by true hate My breath has left and my face won't reveal I won't listen nor react, no need to try After a releasing death Pain for us Hey!
