The Crystal Specter کے بول

Speak of the armer forgotten by reality speak of the pearls in crossing unnatural fragments Perplex in a mortal disguise suddenly awared Forbidden alowements in my mindwar functioning like the scissors cut the tall ones Due to hunger not in flesh high as the spears was present always Cause it wanted me to feel life without life reborning the slaves nevertheless dispersal of ironstakes to have becomed itself... disinfection The dragon of blasphemy many others came but all in one theres a lot more my invisible self has brought to me a circle to roam