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Posted January 22, 2014
A seething madness, A half-concieved dream, Of vengence and rivers of blood, Will evolve into gruesome reality, Unless she Rises once more. A Clan of pure hearts Will make it's mark Unto their scarred souls. Join in their cry Join in or die And let black blood stain the stone.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.