Singularity, by Slaves of the Prison

Singularity

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1.	Neptune 03:38	lyrics
Wuthering clouds, whirling drizzle, and capricious storm are upon the surging ambition with hidden tides. Days rusted the sword and froze the saddle. Before triumph was won he lost angrily while furious fire was conquering all his heart. Who's that high lord enjoying wine and lust when thousand mortals suffering extreme chill. Days rusted the sword and froze the saddle. Before triumph was won he lost angrily while furious fire was conquering all his heart. Who's that high lord enjoying wine and lust when thousand mortals suffering extreme chill. Uprise with your rods and tridents, my demos.*4 Go down the Lethe and never may return. I, am the storm. Raging gale, sanguinary dome, Plunge people into misery and suffering.
2.	Venus 03:38	lyrics
Born in the sterile blood of blasphemous lake, from the heat of blistering sun and the depth of Agean Sea she arose. Sighing the unsteadiness as all day long White Nights, how could such a innocent saint grow from Lustful sludge and hate? Your ego and hardened exterior can't deface me. Surrounding miasma killing from thousand miles away. Scar across my heart is as deep as the darkest trench across her land. false pertinacity, intended apathy. She is losing strength and power ceaselessly as gravity decreases. Why not, josh! JUICER Torture more of them with your evil devices. everything perished,everything crushed. Bloodthirsty love, dissolute profligacy, nobody alive and then there were none.