godfather death mister tyranny each message you give has a dance to it a man say has twelve children and damns the next at the christening ceremony god
by a lost Providence And so the night became, mother of eternal life... "In the beginning there was none but Chaos Nothing but the Immortals and the unexplainable
re staring at the sky We die tonight ... we take our rest in our silence Illusion brings back night, and call the darkened tide In wish for nothingness and void
