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The land beneath my feet Which I merited with my own blood That I can't dare to lose at all. I always opposed to my destiny and made my own No one can stand in my way Claiming what is already mine Don't show me any pity cause I will not. This war maybe the last... The arrogance in my soul Shall be the cause of my end... Maybe... Or maybe not... I will make you experience anguish My spite is rising with the bleeding moon Portentous cacophony will sign the time When it comes... I closed my eyes in my vault Lonely as a winter breeze And I shrieked in my dream A stitch covered my whole body The vision of my end shown by him. I will make you experience anguish My spite is rising with the bleeding moon Portentous cacophony will sign the time When it comes... I adrift myself to my scent And I prepared my scheme Thus I can grace to his life The lurking shades whispers thy name Lunar albedo lures thee From Letras Mania