Wake up from your dream, my children.
There is no cradle.
Wake up from your dreams, fated children.
The dream is not going.
Arise.
Discover the truth of the Garden.
Burn with truth
Scorch the world of evil.
Burn with truth
Set fire to the world of darkness.
Goodbye, children,
From the days of destiny.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Liberi Fatali / Fateful Children
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