Deep in abyss a titan roams, grieving he's pissed
Steep in the pits of hell, well needs of assist
This creature of bliss worn by the features it fits
Surrounded by shallow thoughts, im so eagar but dense
Breathing is tensed concaved to this massive occassion
First wave in already wiped out half the invasion
Bodies lay bent, this satan laughs the wraith he's awakin
Strap'd with my favorite blade yourn to match the abrasion
Rations impatience, demonic beings springs from the fixture
Bleeding a mixture of pain, sweat, deem the dementors
Leap for the clincher, violatile drinks from the lincher
Wounds obtained, hell to pay for the deeds of a stitcher

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